#shows up late with coffee

[flingpossecule]

i had this thought and i could not rest till i'd done it

[shibee-inu]

Missing Link fandom I am going pspspspspsps. Have some dolls to play with.

[hopeled]

there was no shortage of colorful figures that ritsuka has come to know over the years. from your less-than-known characters in stories and novels to beings as grand as the cosmos itself. it's a good thing that she never thought to treat them as anything different– not from a lack of respect or from a place of hardly caring but because that simply is how she approaches it.

it mattered not if they were the villain of a tale, a tragic hero, or a deity with a fleeting existence. if they were willing to help her, to lend their aid to that almost impossible goal, then she would gladly take their hand in return.

and she knows she cannot change how they behave towards her. even so, it's still odd to be bowed to– she was just a normal human, a third-rate mage with a mission too heavy for her shoulders. don't think i'll ever get used to this.....

" It's good to see you as well." truly, it was. heroic spirits by nature were ephemeral, here for a purpose and gone when it was fulfilled. she knew this but ritsuka could never truly stop the sadness that would fill her when their time came. it's one of the strange silver lining's of this place.

even if it was only for a short period of time, she got to see a familiar face once more.

" Yes, I've....been here a few years now. It's a long story." and thankfully not a too confusing one. " No, it isn't a Singularity....I've yet to come across a grail nor have any of the other Servants sensed one. There's no Fantasy Tree here either. I think it's just a different world altogether."

After Olympus, Quirinus had stared into the heart of Chaos and relinquished all that he was. It was the fate of all Grand Servants, wasn't it? He had done what the world needed- opened a path to the future. In the end, that was what he had always wanted, even in life.

Had he not built a shining empire for that very reason? ⎛ Sometimes, he wondered if Remus had been watching. It was the dream they both had, and how sad it was that it was built on blood! ⎠ Somehow, he'd continued to exist- and it was then that he had made the choice.

Like the Grand Servants before him, to continue on the path to the future, he was to relinquish that title. He would never regret that choice.

❝ It is good to see you, Master, ❞ Since when did the gods bow to mortals? Ritsuka was a peculiar case. If it was for the sake of the future, then ... he couldn't really complain.

❝ I suppose it's been some time ... but I hope you've been well. ❞ It's his way of showing that he cares, because he does. In a divine way, at least. His bonds with humanity, his love for them, was rooted in old myths and prayers. Somewhere along the way, he'd forgotten mortal bonds- but he only ever wished for others to act naturally around him. As if it would remind him how to be that way for them.

❝ This place is rather interesting- I have yet to know its light, ❞ as it has yet to know mine is left unspoken, ❝ but you seem ... familiar with it. Is it a singularity? A lostbelt? I have met many people who feel out of place while also feeling right at home. ❞

❲ @hopeled ❳

[cool-chocolatebouquet]

What if two big strong former leaders of a team of color coded ninjas with a love of food and protective and caring natures and dad issues and who have gotten mind controlled at least once interacted with each other?

Looking at my interest of 10+ years vs my interest of about a year and a half . . . I have a type of favorite character methinks

[qulizalfos]

hi are we still discussing the possibility of mikes vecna vision because i had an annoying thought that wouldnt go away so here we are .

[chvoswxtch]

every time I rewatch season three of daredevil i’m reminded what a bitchy little gremlin matty is

and why I relate to him so hard

[shushposting]

intersexValentino, chastity devices, dub-con, self-dubcon, self-piv, overstimulation, toxic and horny

Short thing for @cyberrat @arc-after-dark and some awesome anons from whump Valentino getting railed by his own prehensile dick discussions

https://www.tumblr.com/cyberrat/752016261412700160/val-considers-sleeping-in-a-chastity-belt-to-give

.o.

When Vox unplugs from work for the night the lights in Valentino's room are already out. Only the pink wash of Vee Tower's lights and his own dim screen guide him to the bed where he hears gasping and the sound of something rhythmic and wet.

"I thought you’d be asleep by now. Having fun?" Vox asks into the dark as he shrugs out of his clothes.

The answer comes on a choked, sobbing gasp "No"

“”No”?”Vox's hums, screen brightens as he crawls up on the stupidly large bed to see the moth's face.

Tears stain and mat the fine, thin fur around his eyes, down his cheeks, from the corner of his eyes to his temples. The pillows and sheets are a wreck from trying to find a position where he could close his legs tight enough to block his prehensile cock out of his cunt before giving up and laying spread out and defeated as he is now. The circles under his eyes are so dark, making him look haggard, exhausted, and weak.

“I can’t- it won’t- goddammit I can’t make it stop” Valentino shouts through his teeth, gripping and tearing at the sheets.

“I know. Poor baby.” He coos, petting a cum slick, trembling thigh.

And he does know. He’s watched it build all day leaned back in his chair with his hand down the front of his pressed slacks. The nervous glances Valentino kept directing down at himself as he crossed and uncrossed his legs, calling for constant breaks to go in the back and bend over his vanity to get railed by his own restless cock, fumbling at his toy rack trying to find something anything to stuff in his pussy that his dick couldn't slip in beside hoping it would give up. It never did.

The obscene, wet rhythm quickens, the moth hiccupping punched out little 'no no no no's as his lower hands shoot down to grab at his cock. But the damn thing is rooted right where it wants to be, curling upwards hard and anchoring against the strangling grip. Whether he wants it or not- and fuck he doesn't- Valentino cums, biting into the ball of one hand, sobbing and shouting as another orgasm is wrung out of him.

Vox spreads a hand across Valentino's shivering belly, petting the tight muscles beneath that bunch and cramp in the aftershocks. "Breathe, Val. Breathe."

He doesn't. He can’t. The air won't come, between his hand clenched in his teeth and the sobbing all he can manage is choked hiccups.

Vox gently pries the hand out of his mouth "Do you want your cage?"

Val hates the device even though they'd had it custom fitted for him so it was as comfortable as it could be. The vulnerability of admitting he needed a cage to control his own body was too humiliating- too terrifying. Even brought to tears and his pussy overworked and raw he looks like he wants to say no, even starts to shake his head.

But then his eyes go wide, fat tears welling up while his lower hands scrabble between his legs again. It's not done. There's not much movement of the shaft that Vox can see other than lazy wriggling, but he knows better. He's had that insatiable thing inside more times than he can count, he knows what it's up to.

And yes, with his screen casting shadows down the length of the moth's body, he can just make it out. The pushing, the digging, making just the slightest bump low on his pelvis. Valentino's cock roots hard against his prostate, pushing against the nerves in a loop of it's own pleasure.

Valentino's breath hitches on a sob and he covers his face behind his hands, "..get it.. Vox fuck please I'm losing my goddamn mind."

"Shh I know, I've got you. Daddy's going to fix it." The cage is conveniently lying in 'fun drawer' of the nightstand, kept easily within Vox's reach.

Vox moves from Val's side to between his legs, stretching out on his stomach and pushing his thighs apart. The media overlord replaces Valentino's grip on his cock with his own, hushing the distressed whimpering as he pumps the base slowly, trying to ease it out bit by bit. Cum froths around the shaft and drips from the moth's swollen pussy, pulling out before driving back in stubbornly. He rubs and teases but an unsatisfying hand job is not enough to tempt it out. He holds Valentino's wide, teary eyes as he teases his tongue along his stretched pussy where the moth's cock is buried.

"Oh fuck" Valentino jerks, the tips of his wings flapping loud against the bed as he grabs at Vox's monitor "no wait goddamit Vox wait-"

Cables wind around the moth's hands before they can shove his screen away and hold them oh so terribly gently "Hush, baby, let me work. You want it out don’t you?���

Val's lip wobbles pitifully before biting down on it and turning his face into his neck fluff.

"There's my good boy."

Vox lowers his head again and gets to work. He licks hot and wet down the length of Valentino's cock, alternating between laying sucking kisses and dipping his tongue into his pussy to follow along the throbbing veins. It writhes, fucking into the soft cushion of it's favorite hole and arching back for the attention of Vox's static-laced tongue.

While Valentino is damn near wailing, Vox is cooing at his cock like a pet. Sweetly scolding it for what a naughty thing it was making a mess he had to clean up. Mummering over the slick skin for it to be good and come out to play, ignoring the choked, humiliated pleas to "not talk to it like a dog". But, like a dog, it wriggles and slides out excitedly- wagging- for Vox's attention.

It leaves a wet trail across Vox's screen as it tries to find the tongue it wanted to play with. The media demon lets it slide into his mouth and curl with his tongue, sucking on it- kissing it not unlike the way he kisses Valentino.

"Papi" He feels the cables shift, looking up to see the moth pulling at the slack to cover his face.

Vox fakes a hum of sympathy and slowly pops off, "It's almost over, Val. You're doing so good. You need to calm down so it'll fit in the cage, yeah? You can give me just one more can't you?"

"No no no I can't-" Valentino babbles, his legs clenching around his partner's shoulders, sharp claws and feathered fur of moth feet scrabbling at his sides

"You can, baby, I know you can. One more and we can lock you up and you can go to sleep. I'll make it quick." Vox promises, pumping two fingers into Val's fucked out cunt and swallows his cock again.

The high-pitched wail is insectoid, a grinding chirrup in the undertone. Vox feels the cock bulge in his throat, watches the short fur up the length of his long body stand on end, and tastes demonic power on his tongue. For a moment he wonders if Val will turn, let the overwhelming sensations push him too far, snap his restraint on his true form. Now that would be a sight. That monster cowed and whimpering like a heating bitch on it's own cock. He files that idea away in his wish list folder for later.

But the moment passes and the flare of power fades. Valentino goes kitten weak, simpering and mouthing at his own hands, pink saliva making a wet mess of his fingers. Vox rewards him by curling his fingers inside that sweet, swollen pussy, fingering low vibrating shocks into his nerves until the moth is howling and slick drips down his wrist. The cock in his throat flexes in little uncoordinated jerks, so so close.

"Give it up for me, Val." He croons through his speakers as he sucks harder, static sparking on his tongue and down his throat, knowing it was too much, "Let go."

He does, sobbing and choking on Vox's name like a prayer for mercy.

It's a prayer he feels gracious enough to answer. Whispering how good Val had been for him he pulls off and out to hold the cock, lazy in it's afterglow, and pats down the rucked sheets for the chastity cage. It goes on easy with so much slick and cum on Valentino's skin and on Vox's fingers. When it locks with a click Valentino shudders, still sniffling pitifully but for the first time since he left for the studio that morning the tension eases and the tense lines of his long limbs go loose.

"You did so good for me," Vox tells him, gathering his moth up and moving him to the other side of the bed and off of the soaked sheets. He'd call Kitty in to change the bed tomorrow.

"Y'didn't answer my calls." Valentino slurs accusingly as he drags Vox down on the bed with him. His face pinches and a few more tears well when he rolls onto his side, leg spasming when it puts too much pressure between his legs.

Vox cups the back of one long thigh and eases it over his own hips, letting it rest on him so Val could cuddle closer, head laying heavy on his shoulder. "I was so busy, baby, I didn't know you needed me."

He did. But where was the fun in rescuing his princess if he wasn't sobbing and desperate? He'd make it up to him tomorrow, call off work, take him out to eat, to shop, let him be a pillow princess for a few days and he'd be forgiven.

As Valentino's breathing goes deep and even Vox finally ends the recording. He reaches down to palm his own cock and starts the video over again starting from this morning when he'd tipped a drop or two of love potion into Val's coffee.

.o.

[castingpods]

I made a “which The Bright Sessions character are you” Uquiz!! link in reblog!

[drinkingmelonwater]

you know what, fuck you (deads your plate)

[scryillo]

and also the concept page for my vash podcaster au :)

[witchering10123]

can't believe we got a daeron mention before GTA6

[luna-loveboop]

*shuffles into inbox* Um. So I saw you bemoaning the fact that people don't write detailed posts about what Dark World forms the rest of the boys would have, and I wanted to let you know that I kind of just wrote one? After a fashion? Thought you might want to check it out. (Insert the dots and get rid of the space, gomen for the formatting, tumblr wouldn't let me send this otherwise)

https:// www(DOT)tumblr(DOT)com/x-i-l-verify/762966857258041344/linked-universe-daemon-au-headcanons

Anywaysssss, have a good day, thanks for all your interesting analyses! *skitters*

HIIIII!!!!!

Thank you so much!!!! :DD

I actually love the amount of dark world form theories there are haha AND I LOVE YOURS TOO OMG

This is so cool!

Here's the Link >:) to the post

The first thing that stood out to me was you made Wars having a fox! I love that because normally I see Wild as a fox but Wars is a great fox. Introverted puppy.

Also Four as a bee is so perfect! I looked at the picture and was imagining the stripes of the bee beeing (hehehehe) the four colours and smiled so much.

I love Wind as a Macaw and the thought of the others trying to coddle a Macaw? Do not coddle a Macaw!! I love Macaws so much but they are not to be underestimated just like Wind hehe

Time's perfect and so are Twilight and Legend- I think the lore you've built handles somewhat knowing their forms already perfectly.

Raptor for Wild is gonna kill me it's perfect

Hyrule has a nocturnal glider? That's really cool I think :O

Sky's is obviously a bird which is great- I'm cracking up imagining him and the others freaking out about the cuccos and he's like but you don't freak out about my small bird! and they're all like but CUCCOS ARE DIFFERENT

This is so so cool I love the lore you've made with the daemons and you say you're writing a fic? Is it off this au and are you writing uhh oneshot or series?

ALSO YOU CITED YOUR SOURCES I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!! I legit screamed when I saw you cited your sources is that normal?? Anyways I LOVE that you cited your sources lol

Thank you so much for sending me this!! I find it funny you ended your ask thanking me for my analysis and then I answered ranting about yours. Your thoughts are wonderful to hear and I love them thank you for sharing. It's very kind and selfless of you. And AGAIN I love all the forms you chose so much it's really genius :O

You are loved and you matter /gen

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[mydictionary-yume]

I heard it was promo hour~☆

🍓 Call me LC or Lu! I’m a young adult, and I use she/they pronouns<3(more info on my pinned)

🍰 My main f/o is Saku.ya Saku.ma from A.3! I am not comfortable sharing him!!

🍓I’m always looking for more A.3! selfship friends!! Please hit me up!!

🍰I write and draw! My writing is better than my art, however, so please be kind!

🍓That’s it! Feel free to leave a drawing for me on the way out!

Pro.ship DNI

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[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

gratitude list time I'll go first

[dark-elf-writes]

I'm surprised that you didn't get in trouble for talking during class/lecture or over the 'too loud' arguments in the hallway.

Or if you did that you still did it anyway out of possible spite.

I did and didn’t depending.

All my English classes in high school were honors/AP classes so we were expected to have some level of… enthusiasm and certain things were overlooked as long as we were doing the work. That being said as someone who wasn’t diagnosed and medicated for adhd until I was in my twenties I did get told to be quiet a lot both because of things like this and others.

The yelling surprisingly never got me in trouble. I was however kind of a teachers pet despite also being a problem child so that might have something to do with it. Also a lot of them happened before school technically started because we had like an early start class period that I went to so it was like a full two hours before classes or something ridiculous

[l1veleak]

the true intellectual can see camjam patterns in anything.