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[bonmotx]

“You fought that... lesser me alongside the great Siegfried, in your first ‘proper’ adventure.” Possibly an odd way to start a conversation, besides sliding into their personal space with a look that is more of an inspection of quality than perhaps standard for one as carefree as the twilight dragon. A doomed jewel- or perhaps one that invokes a miracle? The same thing, really. They’re truly the same thing.

Dooming someone, giving them a miracle... living and dying... they couldn’t be more similar. Or at least, looking upon the atrocities the Grand Order must witness, a dragon would assume.

“Was defeating him a gift? Or would it have been better for him to be an impossible hurdle?”

@lightsvoyage​ - starter

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 1x05 - "Everybody Wants to Be My Enemy" ↳ "Undercity's gonna eat you alive."

[buglaur]

🔖 pictures from the family photo album

[night-raven-miscellany]

[✨OPEN RP PROMPT POST-OB YAHOOO!!!!]

Yuna was... Exhausted, to say the least.

Her outburst had not lasted long, but then again, these sorts of things never did.

On top of that, she had no experience with magic whatsoever, and it was a wonder she wasn't outright dead, if not comatose.

She stared up aimlessly at the ceiling of the infirmary, left to reflect on her (admittedly humiliating) actions, wondering if there would be anyone who would grace her with their company, even if it were only to scold her for her recklessness and nothing more.

[fyodior]

awesome! do not mind me uploading my thoughts I your askbox <3

just thinking about coming home after work and not seeing dazai lounging on his usual spot on the sofa. telling yourself he must've gone to lupin, he must've gone to the cafe. only to walk into your room with the intention of getting changed and seeing him mewling while humping your pillow so desperately :(

usually hed be embarrassed and play it off. but something about the teary eyes under his heavy lashes and the way his ears pin back and his tail stands high on alert just tells you he's feeling too sensitive to even run from anything . and he's getting so frustrated , cause no matter how much he humps the stupid pillow, it's just not getting him off good enough, he needs you.

when you wrap a hand around his cock for the first time it's almost embarassing that he cums after only 2 strokes. and he's still so impossibly hard, so achey. he can't help himself when he tries to start thrusting into your hand :(

ughh and when you finally let him actually fuck you that man is not pulling out for hours. he's so completely spent out and he's bred you so full of his kits , it's all just blanks now :( he's kneading his paws into your abdomen and not stopping until he passes out!!

I know u like piss so ill totally drop in that he can be so overstimulated and focused on breeding you he simply can't help it when he looses control over his bladder too . but its not like either of you mind. and he's too focused on you wrapped around him to care.

yes yes yes i love this so much zai!!!!!!

i just love the idea of puppy dazai desperately rutting his little puppy cock against a pillow thats squished between his thighs, mewling and yowling as he tries so hard to chase a high that just won't come. a high that only you can give him. the pillow is friction, sure, but it's not anywhere close to your fist, or your mouth, or your tight wet hole. though thinking about said hole does get him a little closer to coming.

when you walk in on him, you're shocked but not surprised. dazai tends to get a little humpy in his heats, instinctually chasing friction whenever and wherever he can. pillows, couch arms, blankets, even the corner of a table once. so you just sigh and shake your head when you see the distressed puppy violating the poor pillow before settling onto the bed and pulling him in between your legs, with his back to your chest. you kiss up his neck sweetly, whispering sweet, calming things into his ear, telling him he's okay and that you've got him, while you give his cock a good few squeezes. like you said, 2 strokes later, and hot cum is spitting from the tip. he's embarrassed, immediately turning around and nuzzling into you, but you just laugh and tell him its okay, and that he's such a good puppy for responding so well to your touch <3

in dazai's heat, when you finally let the poor puppy fuck you, you better hope his heat fell over a weekend or else you're gonna have to take a couple days off from work/school because he's not letting you go any time soon. it's so animalistic and primal the way he mounts you, pressing you into the mattress as he shoves his horribly aching, leaky cock into your hole, damn near howling as he does. dazai always prided himself on his humanity, but he's more dog than not when you're under him like this. his tail is swishing, his ears are pinned back, and he's growling as he thrusts into you at a nonhuman speed and strength. the only human words coming out of his mouth are incoherent ones that revolve around breeding you full of his puppies. and i love the idea like you said of him kneading into your abdomen or your chest as a comfort/grounding thing, that's so puppy like and so cute !!

and yes yes yes yes...... he absolutely loses all rational thought and autonomy over his body to where he's not even processing anything other than how good his cock feels, ignoring how full is bladder is until what's shooting out of his cock and filling your hole isn't cum but piss. he couldn't care less in this state, and you've come to terms with it happening. it just comes with the territory of having a puppy hybrid in your life <3 <3 (thank you for indulging me sweetheart)

[hoshinasblade]

fiction writer!reader who entered a writing contest and realising that the best thing to write about might be just the most cliche topic: love. the only problem is she has never been in love - and for good reason, she is not planning to. desperate for a romantic experience that she can use as a pattern to use in the novel she is trying to write, she met songwriter!hoshina soshiro who is looking for his own muse. writing about it is one thing, but actually falling in love is another. and just when you thought your story could have a happy ending, hoshina's heartbreak songs started to be all about you.

[sipthegossip-if]

AHAHA!! yesss! when i saw the title i immediately started humming the tune! i absolutely adore måneskin! oh and this is the same nonny from earlier btw lol. i would love to talk abt them w you, but i don’t wanna draw away from your IF’s blog!

speaking of… could i have a few lil facts abt kai, alex, or river?🙏🙏 idk who to choose😭

i hope you have an amazing day/night!!

context.

facts about river.

kai

has a secret collection of russian literature; they are a huge fan!

culinary expert.

they knit whenever they feel the need to relax.

has a fear of pigeons and will go to great lengths to avoid them.

has an intense rivalry with a local cat. animals really don't like them.

worst memory? their mom forcing them to dance during family events as a kid.

alex

is lowkey a conspiracy theory fan and often discusses wild theories, only to backpedal when they realise they are taking it too seriously.

terrible at cooking so they order takeout and pretend they made it for the praise. (they will Google mc's favourite food and have it "coincidentally" show up on set the next day)

pranks the cast by hiding their phone chargers and then themself forgets where they hid them.

they have a pet cactus they speak to everyday. it's their best friend.

hope you have a great day/night too nonnie! <3

[lavellander]

well the bad news is I’m back to being shit at drawing. but the good(?) news is I’m never so discouraged that I can’t draw busts of my sad little sewer man in this obnoxious blue

[lovelyjuju]

About the soft thoughts (if you’re still wanting some huhuhu) maki has been absolutely bias wrecking me lately…

I have his Weverse dms and he seems like the type who doesn’t like texting but could always send his s/o good morning/night texts and random updates and selfies throughout the day, no?

Ah and eventhough we’ve all seen his rizz in action lmao i get the feeling that he’d get genuinely flustered/shy if someone hit on him sincerely. Like, maybe he could handle teasing and what not, but if someone were to earnestly tell him how much he means to them, how much they admire him etc, he’d get suuuper blushy hahaha

ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT THOSE DIMPLES?? GAHHH I NEED TO KISS AND POKE THE LIVING DAY LIGHTS OUT OF THEM RNNNN he’s so- gahhhhhh

since i let this thought rot in my inbox for way too long (apologies for that btw it's been like a MONTH), you can read my replies to other takes concerning him texting/calling if you click on the maki soft thoughts tag!

concerning the flirting YES! i also feel like it'd be hard to actually flirt with you. not that he doesn't find the words to tell you how much he adores or admires you, but! i feel like he'd get so shy if he were to genuinely flirt with you.

same goes the other way around. he'd casually "flirt" back if you were to use corny pickup lines jokingly, but whenever you sit down to really compliment him or tell him how much he means to you, he'd get flustered:(

[crossmydna]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to five other writers! 💗

Also sent by @sam-loves-seb!

The Menagerie

I have a love/hate relationship with this fic after having to read it so many times, but it'll always have a special place in my heart <3

Touch/Starved

I liked exploring a different take on intimacy in this fic, and writing in Mickey's voice for a change!

That's a Wrap

I love Cam and Noel's natural chemistry as Ian and Mickey, and it was fun exploring a similar dynamic with Gallavich in this fic.

On Top

Because we desperately needed to see Mickey bouncing on it and I'm still salty that we didn't get to see it.

Thirteen Hours

I think this is my first ever attempt at angst, and I had a ton of fun writing it. Also my first ever fill-in fic.

[petrificusx]

event 002. - choose your own adventure

featuring: caradoc dearborn & open !

“I don’t know about you,” Cary started in a low and slow drawl, leaning on his elbow against a table set at the perimeter of the room, “But I am so bored. You’d think with how much they clearly spent on this whole thing they’d have sprung for better entertainment.” He chuckled as he glanced out at the crowd. “Do you wonder what half of them are even talking about?” He pointed discreetly at an elderly pair several yards away, animatedly in conversation though their words couldn’t be heard at this distance. “Take those two — what do you think they’re talking about?” Caradoc leaned even closer to his companion then, lips ghosting by their ear as he whispered, “Because I think they’re secret lovers but old handlebar mustache there just found out he’s been two timed by fancy hat. Why else would he be so red in the face?” Cary’s eyes twinkled mischievously as they danced between the old man with a tomato colored face and impressively curled mustache and the hat wearing individual he was engaged in conversation with, then back to Cary’s own fellow eavesdropping companion.

featuring: yun jae-won & open !

Jae hadn’t meant to spill the remains of their wine on another party goer. It was the purest of accidents, brought on by a drunken klutz who had tripped on another guest’s dress train and haphazardly waved their arms about while seeking balance, thus knocking the drink right out of the vampire’s hand and onto the nice dress robes of the person passing them by at the most opportune moment. “I mean it, I’m really sorry,” he said, grabbing whatever cocktail napkins were within reach and offering them to the one in soiled dress robes. “I swear, it was an accident, it all happened so fast.” Standing taller, they frowned at the other, trying to asses the fabric for any potential damage. “That doesn’t stain easily does it?” They then reached into their jacket to pull out their wand. “If you trust my spellcasting, I know a charm that will fix it right up.” They felt awful, were willing to do whatever was necessary to right this wrong. “I could also pay for it?” He offered quietly, wand still in hand. Jae hoped they didn’t take the offer — the dress robes looked expensive, definitely more than he could afford.

featuring: ted tonks & open !

“I suppose it is kind of fortunate that you’re surrounded by healers,” Ted laughed as he pulled out the small first aid kit he always had strapped onto his belt when in uniform. He had thought initially that he should leave it behind when heading up to the new ward for the party, but he had a nagging feeling that he needed to keep a hold of it. It was small, not too bulky, and mostly consisted of tiny gulp sized portions of potions in small glass bottles, a roll of bandage with smiley faces printed across it, and small tins of healing salves. Things that could be used for smaller and more general healing practices. When he saw the stumble, heard the shatter of glass, he was quick to rush to the guest’s side, assuring everyone surrounding them that he was a licensed healer and would be able to help them. “How does that feel?” He asked, after administering medicine. He was putting his kit away, then taking his wand out from his St. Mungo’s issued holster so he could use a quick cleaning charm on the glass and spilled drink. Once that was taken care of, Ted pulled out a lollipop from his pocket, offering it to the patient. “Drinks are fun and all, but maybe we should take a little sucker break, hm?”

featuring: corban yaxley & open !

Corban was heading back inside after a much needed smoke break, waving his wand over himself to dispel the smell of nicotine clutching his dress robes as he crossed the foyer of St. Mungo’s. His heels clicked rhythmically against the linoleum floor, his speedy pace and long gait taking him towards the lift within moments. The doors were closing in as he stumbled closer, holding out a hand and calling, “Stop the lift!” Whether because his arm slipped between the closing doors, or the person on the other side magicked them to stop, the elevator doors slid back open, allowing him to cross inside. “Thank you,” he said in a huff, stepping inside. “I take it you’re heading up to the Blishwick Wing as well?” Both passengers settled within, and the lift had begun its ascent… only to come to a random stop between floors with a horrible screech. “….Well that doesn’t sound good,” Corban muttered, digging back into his robes to pull out his wand. “You’d think after spending all that money on the new ward, they’d ensure this elevator worked.” He sighed, turning towards the other stuck in this predicament with him. “I figure if it’s broken reparo ought to work, but just in case do you have any other charms in mind?

[resplendentdare]

Continued from here with @theonlytwoalive.

Saskia leaned against the bathroom sink, staring at herself in the mirror, it felt like every time she looked over herself, she found a new mark. She was practically more mark than skin.

"I think "a bit carried away" is an understatement there, honey," she laughed softly, turning to Theo to press a gentle kiss to their cheek. "I just have to hope I don't get into trouble with work for this, as much as I love you marking your territory, they're gonna be a pain to cover up."

[nineheadeddemon-a]

@sirensofthefiveseas asked: “ stop fussing— this isn’t my blood. ” from Boa

"Did you decide that bathing in blood is your new hobby then?" One brow arched as his gaze swept over her once more before locking with hers. She was covered in it after all. A fact that had concerned him since he was well aware of her powers. Typically opponents couldn't even get close to her without being turned to stone.

[topaziraphale]

"Stop saying Crowley won't help Aziraphale in S3 he'd go back to him in a HEARTBEAT and nothing would stop him" I get it no one likes the idea of Crowley being bitter after what happened for a long period of time but like can we at least acknowledge that he's currently going through probably the most emotional pain in his life since falling? Can we agree that he's opened his heart entirely - something you couldn't pay him to do unless the world is literally ending and he's desperate - to Aziraphale, and got shot down? Can we understand that he did it AGAIN only to lose Aziraphale again? Not that what Aziraphale did isn't without Crowley's own shortcomings (hiding the truth of Heaven's cruelty from him) but like,,,,

The appeal here isn't Scorned Crowley Doesn't Love Aziraphale Anymore, or Never Wants To Help Him Again, the appeal here is Crowley learning enough self respect to not just walk back right to Aziraphale like nothing happened after Aziraphale has had a pattern of consistently refusing him. Going years ping-ponging between "We're not friends I don't even know him" to "That's what friends are for right?" and "We're friends, why would you even say anything?" and "Friends? We're not friends. We are an angel and a demon!"

Like I get it, Crowley is a heartbreakingly forgiving person. Of course he's gonna forgive Aziraphale, I'll be surprised if he didn't forgive him by the time he walked out the bookshop door, but gdi he could at least grant himself the luxury of being at least a little irritated for longer than however long it takes to make a globe and some books float and angrily cry out to God in his flat. But due to the change of pace and dynamic that is establishing part of the conflict for Season 3, I just really like the idea of him for ONCE prioritizing himself and being like "Okay, fine. We'll get back at it when you're ready, then," instead of just taking Aziraphale back like his words and actions meant nothing to him, when clearly they have an effect on him.

What is Aziraphale going to learn if Crowley just accepts what he did so quickly, like he always has the entire time they've been friends? Idk maybe I'm just projecting too much darkness on their dynamic but I mean, if the pattern of Aziraphale pushing Crowley away/disrespecting him one day and then being fine with his friendship the next + Crowley never stopping to be like "Hey, that's not cool, at least give me a little credit" or smth was fine all along and will continue to be fine in the future, then why, after 6,000 years of being friends and loving this demon, can Aziraphale still not accept that Crowley is just fine the way he is, and instead got excited to promote him to an angel in a heartbeat once the opportunity presented itself? You can't blame all of it on Heaven when Aziraphale has demonstrated his free will/defiance to Heaven so many times. Or, I don't know, I guess maybe we can? Maybe I'm just craving too much angst to the point where I'm letting it cloud my analysis of canon. Idk.

[vyrulent]

continued || @blckfckinmsk

Eyes glowed a vibrant purple. Nails bit into her palm, nearly drawing her own vile blood to the surface. Anger was dangerously close the surface. It was an anger usually reserved for those that placed themselves as an enemy.

"You cowardly beast."

[that-handsome-rogue]

ma cherie, are u missing me?😏😏

Oh god no. No I am not. My life was much calmer before you came around. Do not call me that we are not on pet names or anything of the sort.