#so its that lovely feeling of oh maybe theres something wrong with me

[dreamsy990]

drew some of my fav ody designs! wasnt originally meant to be also replicating the styles but thats sort of just how my brain works. except i didnt copy the lineart styles of anyone here so its DEFINITELY a bit uncanny for a couple of these (LOOKING AT YOU QINNY IM SO SORRY) but whatever

the designs featured here (from left to right) belong to: me, @gigizetz, @neal-illustrator, @irunaki, @bigidiotenergytm, @qinnyanimation, and @foopsie-daisy

[telesodalite]

Thinking about KrokFire...

Thinking about them sparring in the cargohold, because it's a long trip, and cabin fever is setting in, and Misfire is gonna pop a gasket if he doesn't do something about it soon, since flying in open space gets real boring real fast, and it's making everyone a little nervous, but Krok has time to kill, and maybe, quietly, he's also two steps away from doing something stupid just to feel alive again after cruising around pointlessly, mindlessly, endlessly, for so so long... (It's barely been a month)

And sure, Misfire is a terrible sparring partner. He has no technique, no concept of proper balance, or an inkling of how to use the weight of his own frame. He rushes headfirst like he's more bull than fighter jet, he talks too much, he spits, he bites, and he can't stand losing. But, in a roundabout way, it almost makes him the perfect partner in Krok's eyes.

Crankcase won't spar, "can't" he claims flatly, gesturing at the gaping hole in his helm, but Krok can respect his want for distance. That occasional flash of fear and frozen unease in Crankcase's visor in close combat doesn't go over his head. He knows that look. He gets it. He won't push.

Fulcrum... well, a streetlight might be a tougher fight, or at least it would stay up longer and complain less. So much for a once respectable officer of the empire. What was Deathsaurus' command thinking promoting anyone without any actual combat training? It would almost be pathetic if Fulcrum didn't find a way to put the vitriol of thrown fists into his words instead. Now there was some swears Krok hadn't heard in a couple millennia, it would be inspiring if it wasn't his own spark Fulcrum had been damning to the pits and back through a bloody nose.

Spinister? Now Spinister was a good fighter, a better fighter, Krok wasn't so prideful to deny that truth. He'd tasted the dust of the cargohold floor enough to know it was a definitive fact. But Spinister held back, he was careful, he matched Krok's pace, his movements, he held himself defensively, any attack was quick, simple, and merely restraining. It was less a fight, and more a waiting game until Krok finally gave up, and that... well, that did sting a bit.

But Misfire? Misfire was a different beast all together. Sure Krok could dance circles around the flier all day, but it wasn't totally effortless work, he had to stay sharp, Misfire was so predictably unpredictable, he kept him thinking, moving, on his toes, and maybe it felt good to sidestep another stupid headfirst charge, easily grabbing and swinging Misfire around by his arm, so unbalanced all Krok had to do was let him go, and the weight of his own frame would send him careening into the crates stacked around them.

Most days, Misfire would give up by then, pull himself off the pile of overturned cargo with no small amount of burning shame and frustration, as he avoided Krok's optics and stormed off into the bowels of the ship before Krok could say something to ease the sting of losing again and again. Misfire didn't want his apologies though, and even as a pang of guilt ate at him over it, Krok knew he'd be back eventually.

But today, too pent-up and bored to quit now, Misfire pushed himself back onto his feet and charged back in again, and again, and again.

And Krok moved with him again, and again, and again. It was almost repetitive, but lively enough that he could feel the energon pumping through his head, a thrumming beat in his audials that reminds him of deafening battlefields and roaring stadiums, and oh, he'd missed this feeling, the adrenaline, the movement, more so than he thought he did.

Maybe it's the overconfidence that gets him then, or the memories pulling him out of the present, but Misfire's fist suddenly comes slamming down into his mask, and for a moment everything becomes a blur, until he finds himself on the floor, clutching at the shattered metal falling from his face in disbelief.

Faintly he can feel the twinge of broken mesh, of pain pinching dully across scarred flickering sensors, and maybe it's the adrenaline that pulls a suprised and breathy laugh out of him as he stares down at the pieces in his hand.

Maybe it's also the disbelief, the sudden shock at being struck hard enough to break his mask, by Misfire of all mechs. Or maybe he's cracked his helm, finally snapping something important deep in his processor, some vital function that kept him sane all these years.

Either way, an old familiar buzz of heady energy fills his chest, loosening his joints and straightening his struts as he stands back up, brushing off the broken remains of his mask as he stares back at Misfire, barefaced and bleeding and amused as the flier's optics go bright and wide.

And all Misfire can do for a moment is stand there, wide-eyed and breathless, his own adrenaline filled frame and hammering processor still trying to make sense of the broken plating of his knuckles and the energon trickling down Krok's scarred lips.

But connections are made, and it's a panicked realization at first, a cold dread, a 'ohhhhh fuck oh primus I fucked up I'm dead I'm so fucking dead-!' sort of feeling, as Krok's marred face breaks into an energon stained grin. But then there's another feeling, growing somewhere underneath the panic, a sudden curl of heat in his chest, a flush of pride, conviction, a sort of frenzied joy at the sight of broken mesh and fresh energon, and another rush of hot anticipation as Krok began to move again, circling, waiting, an unspoken question in the air as he rolls his shoulders back and flexes his hands.

And Misfire answers eagerly, suprising himself almost as he charges foward again, wanting more of that feeling, wanting to win again.

It's not really sparring past this point, and somewhere in the back of their minds they both know that. Every strike, every kick, every punch, it's all thoughtless instinct, each clash of plating, and bite of denta, and scrape of fingertips, is part of a mad dash for victory in the gladiator pit of scrap and debris they've built around themselves.

Of course, it can't last forever. They're no real gladiators, no phase-sixers, no primes, and movements get sluggish, vents rattle and wheeze as coolant pumps reach their limits, and building condensation slides powerless punches right off of scuffed metal and mesh.

Even like this though, worn out and bleeding from more scrapes than he had half a mind to count, Krok is still better, and Misfire is still predictable, and it's no great feat to sweep his legs out from beneath him, landing him flat on the floor, wings spread out and chestplate heaving.

Overworked joints sharply protest as he goes to pin the flier down bodily, and finally Krok faces the fact he has to consider how to end this, so he might let his own beaten frame finally still for a moment to breathe.

But as Krok catches one flailing arm in his grip, scoffing at the desperation, still goading Misfire on even as he tries to end this, a hand stubbornly catches his throat, but stops before it can truly squeeze.

And once more they're not really moving, just staring, watching, but it's less wired and tense now, rather, its shaky, a little unfocused, as exhaustion filters out in heaving puffs of hot air between their frames.

Someone's plating is rattling, Krok isn't sure if it's his own or Misfire's, but the cost of adrenaline is painfully noticeable now. His grip loosens on Misfire's arms, and the idea of total victory is less sweet as his cables begin to ache throughout his inner-framework.

But Misfire's hand slides up to catch his jaw before he can lean back and relent to a truce, and he's pulling him closer, and Krok starts to push him off, call it quits before either of them breaks something past repair, but a flash of energon on Misfire lips catches his eye, and that hadn't been there a moment ago?

Before he can even begin to ask what that was supposed to mean, Misfire is pulling him down again, angling his helm upwards to feverishly meet his lips half-way.

Although the mesh of Misfire's face was throughly bruised and scuffed, Krok had frustratingly failed to return the favor of a busted lip. So, it had to be his own, smeared across Misfire's face at some point in the scuffle, it shouldn't have been interesting in the slightest, but Krok's processor was hazy, slow, and his optics trailed Misfire's glossa as he licked his lips and made an odd curious sound.

And maybe it was a stupid move to make so impulsively, one he'd regret making probably, but still too caught up in the waning heated high of the fight, Misfire figured he could worry about losing such a hard-earned battle later. Right now, this seemed far better than actually winning, and the taste of Krok's energon felt like a victory and reward nonetheless.

Bracing himself as Misfire wriggled his other hand free to splay out over his thigh, holding him desperately against his frame as he tried pulling him even closer, Krok considered the heat dispersion warnings flickering distractingly in his peripheral, and the very noticeable strain on his back and legs, even his arms.

It's not a great position to be in right now, after all they've done already. He'll regret it, he knows he will, his body will make sure of it, if Spinister doesn't first.

But then Misfire's glossa is sliding against the jagged edges of his teeth, and he's making hoarse little pathetic noises into Krok's mouth that stoke some sort of ego at having the flier so desperate beneath him, and Misfire's hands are warm and heavy over aching plating and seams, and really, on second thought, after weeks of boredom, why the hell not?

They've got nowhere to be.

[snekdood]

wish i could slap the apathy out of trans channers

[amoressb]

☆ LOWKEY

pairings : childhood bsf!riki x reader ; friends to lovers

synopsis : in which you and riki have been best friends since you guys were in kindergarten. youre both now in your last year of high school and with all that time together, people would think that you guys were bound to end up falling for each other, right? well, that seems to only be the case for riki. hes fallen in love with you after all this time, especially since you guys tend to flirt constantly, but he knows you dont feel the same. right? either way, he doesnt want to risk losing you so he tries to keep his love for you on the lowkey. will it work?

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hes making moves

smau + written

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putting his phone away, he focused on getting to school. he was only 3 minutes away anyways. he couldnt believe he woke up late even with having his alarm put on. hes heartbroken he couldn’t walk you to school or your first class but he can walk you to the rest so he guesses its fine.

on the way, he started thinking of where hes gonna take you today. “oo i should buy her some flowers, that would be good first hint right??” he thought. either way even if it wasnt a good hint, he was still gonna buy you flowers. maybe moves will happen naturally but theres one thing he wants to make sure he does at the end of their ‘date’. he couldnt stop smiling at the thought.

making his way to class, he spots you through the doors window. you looked so pretty all focused on the teacher and making sure youre taking notes. he started feeling butterflies in his stomach just by looking at you and also remembering hes gotta ask you out.

entering class, he makes his way quietly to his seat next to you. turning over, you spot riki placing his stuff down and getting out things he needed. he turned to you with a smile and you both said hi at the same time which caused you both to start giggling quietly. “i already took notes so ill just give them to you after school okay?” you look over at him only to see him staring at you. “what?” you chuckle confused looking away for a second. “hm? oh nothing um about after school, i was wondering if you wanted to go out?” he rubs his hand on the back of his neck. he seems nervous? “yeah of course!” you smile. “okay perfect ill pick you up at your house then by 4?” he questions. “yeah ill be ready!” you nod.

“btw since we’re gonna go out, ill give you what i was gonna give you when you come pick me up” you grin. “aw cmon why not now” he sulks moving closer. “nope itll stay a little surprise till then” you look away cheekily smiling. he just moved closer to you and continues begging for you to give him the little gift. “riki-“ you were interrupted by the teacher calling out you and his name. “ni-ki y/n, do i need to separate you two..again?” he looks at you two with a straight face already used to you two goofing around with each. “no sir” you both say at the same time and once the teacher turns away you both turn to each other giggling like little kids. just get together already..

coming out if the flower shop, now on his way to your house, riki was getting more and more nervous about how the rest of the day could play out. would you enjoy the day? could something go wrong? he knows he shouldnt worry as he know thats what you always tell him. today will go perfect and hopefully by the end of it he could have given enough hints that he likes love you.

the plan for today was to take you to a little cafe he knows you wanted to go to then maybe an arcade? then end off the night with just a night walk near the lake and look at the city lights then take you home. oh he couldnt wait he was genuinely so excited but still slightly nervous of course.

riki was now standing in front of your door. he took a deep breath and rung your doorbell. putting the flowers in front of his face and once you opened the door you said his name in a confuse yet excited manner, “riki?!” he moved the flowers to the side and his head to the other side and smiled widely. “hi pretty, these are for you m’lady” he hands you the flowers bowing a little and that makes you let out a chuckle at his actions. “aaand these are for you handsome” you said taking out the spiderman keychain you had bought him the other day and hand it to him with a smile. “i bought it the day i hung out with jake and look were matching now!” you bring out your matching keychain attached to you bag. “i love you.” riki let out on accident in a daze. “what.?” you look at him confused genuinely not hearing what he said. “huh oh nothing i said nothing haha..” he quickly realized what he did and tried to play it off which worked. “anyways um lets go yeah?” he points behind him. you nod and he starts leading the way.

after a couple of minutes, you guys finally arrived to the cafe. once there, you both order your drinks and whatever you wanted to eat and went to go sit down. you guys started talking about some things as well as what you think your plans will be for winter break next week. but what you didnt notice was the gaze riki had on you the whole time. honestly you thought he was just really into what you were saying and just letting you talk and he nodded from time to time taking sips from his drinks. in reality riki was hearing you..he was just more focused on you. all around being the ‘you can talk my ear off’ kind if guy as long as he can just hear and look at you the whole time. ever since he started realizing his feeling, its been harder to look away from your beauty. this opportunity right now gave him time to really take it in. you couldnt tell but he was looking at you with nothing but love and adoration.

you guys finished up at the cafe and started making your way to the arcade. it was nice that it was all walking distance, so it gave you more time to really be with each other, as if you guys arent always with each other. at the arcade, you guys had an absolute blast. although for the most part riki won most, if not all the games, but like i said you had fun. what was really cute, was the dedication he had to get you this one specific stuffed animal you wanted. after many tries and lots of quarters, he finally got it and handed it to you. “for my beautiful girl” he handed it to you the same way he handed you the flowers and this made your face heat up a bit. all this name calling was doing something to you but you being oblivious to everything, you brushed it off.

now you guys were just walking around the lake taking in the sights when you feel something grab your hand. you look to your side and see that it was not other than riki. this action that he did made your cheeks heat up even more. thank goodness it was dark outside, so he couldnt catch your face looking like what it was. even though your heart was beating like crazy on the inside, on the outside, you make sure to look calm and collected and continued to take the view. riki on the other hand, couldnt bear to look over to you. worried youre looking at him in a weird way. this was part of his ideas anyway, but actually doing it, he felt his heart jump out of his chest. eventually he turned over to you just to see you calm and looking over the lake. how are you so calm? hes feeling all giddy inside and you? how was he going to do what he was going to do next if this is how hes feeling by just holding your hand?

still hand in hand, making your way home was sad for both of you. you both didnt want the night end. both making their way to your door, riki pulled on your hand gently to make you turn to him. “i had a really fun time with you today and i hope we can do it again soon like this. yk not like I usual hang outs” he states using his other hand to rub the back of his neck. “yeah me too. i loved it. it was very relaxing” you smiled swaying the hand that was holding onto his slightly. “im gonna get going now. msg when you get home okay?” you state. “okay i will” and right there is when riki took his chance and leaned in to give you a simple yet sweet kiss on the cheek. “goodnight pretty” he smiles at you sweetly and begrudgingly lets go of your hand and starts walking away. “goodnight riki” you yell a bit, finally after you stood in shock for a second. your face was so red people would think its because of the cold but no. it was all riki, that..cute..sweet boy named..riki. you smiled softly at the thought.“i just did that omg” riki thought. he honestly couldnt be more proud of himself. he couldnt believe he stayed calm after doing all that because in reality his knees felt weak. he might just drop right then and there. overall he thinks he did pretty good. he went home with the biggest smile on his face. he hopes to be able to do this again.

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[gatorbites-imagines]

I'm such a fan of one or a few of the Marks nesting but like- not knowing how to. You know? Like they're staring at their bed going "...this is wrong >:(" but they can't tell anyone much less explain what they're feeling bc they don't KNOW WHATS WRONG!!!

I'm thinking maybe Prisoner is someone who doesn't know how to nest bc he's been in Solitary for so long yk?? Like he probably knew how to at some point but he's been in there so long he just kinda...lost the instinct. OR viltrumites were socially against nesting bc weakness or whatever. So the Viltrum raised Marks might not know how to nest either.

Big fan of the Marks who know how to nest trying to help out. Someone like the original Mark would probably know- I'm sure if they were in omegaverse Debbie would've ABSOLUTELY showed og!mark how to.

OH ALSO sometimes in pregnancy I've heard that sometimes taste in food just...completely flips? Like you can fuckin love sashimi and the second you get pregnant the sight/smell of it can make you sick. SO IMAGINE when Sinister was pregnant he fucking HATED the smell/taste of blood and flesh. This mightve even persisted after he lost the baby so he'd be super extra miserable. Poor guy

Anyways that's all congrats on being accepted into your course program!! Drink water and have a nice day

- 👻 (bc I'll prolly be in your asks later bc I LOVE the petvincibles and also my brain is grabbing Mark and shaking him around)

Collapsing to me knees at the mental image of Prisoner Mark making pigeon nests, have yall seen pigeon nests? He just kinda sits there with some towels he dug out of the hamper, because something quiet and almost hesitant told him too. Maybe some pillows, one of the other Marks suits, and a pair of dish towels. 

He can't remember what he's supposed to do, maybe this is even when he's still all bald and scarred, before he started healing and growing his hair back out, and he still wears the prisoner suit because he can't take the feeling of being naked for even a second. 

His attempt at a nest can't even be called a nest, its just... a pathetic pile with no sense or reason. His scent would get so sour and miserable as he keeps rebuilding it over and over, but its wrong, wrong, wrong. What is he doing wrong? What isn't he doing right? 

Then, some of the other Marks, maybe Maskless as I feel hes one of the most softspoken, would peek into the room, see Prisoner Mark so worked up, and just quietly leaves to get his own nesting items, before returning and slowly joining the nest building. 

I feel that nest building can be a group activity, so Prisoner Mark just stares at him for a while, before going back to messing with stuff. Little by little, other Marks would join up, cuz omega instincts or whatever, or cus Prisoner Marks scent is so distressed, but soon theres a nice big nest, that Prisoner Mark feels like he actually helped make. 

[mixelation]

Itachi's rep.... this got away from me but im hitting send anyway.

If you never talked to him or been in close vicinity: cold & stoic but with a soft side... have you seen him interact with his little brother? kyaaa too cute!!! (top 5 love interest for in-village tween rpf. features in stabbyninjakittygirl au fics (lol))

You talked to him/been in his vicinity exactly Once: he's quiet, intense, focused. on the verge of too intense and blunt but incredibly dreamy... imagine all that attention on you? in-village rpf writers in this once dream of him kabedonning them.

You talk or are in his vicinity Rarely: you have the not so grudging suspicion that he is judging you, but you forget because he is soo pretty and dreamy and strong and cool so everything he says has a layer of shoujo sparkles over it. what if you sparred together and he catches you in some hot pinning move... or you run into him on a mission somewhere and its raining and theres only one bed...

You talk to him Sometimes: hey is it just you or is he actually a dick who doesnt think you're capable of reasonable thought? if you dont know anyone else who interacts with him- yeah its literally just you and you are misinterpreting his mysterious ways!!! you wake up from dreams where he's staring dispassionately at you like a disappointing lab specimen. you're not sure if its a sexy dream or a nightmare.

You have to work with him Occasionally: oh ok he is actually mean and brutal. at least he's scarily competent and pretty...? you join a support group at the bar of others like you and occasionally wake up from a nightmare with the impression of his judgemental gaze and the bonedeep knowledge that you will never be good enough

You are on his ANBU Team: he is so scary and mean and doesn't believe you about physical limitations. there is definitely something wrong with him & no one will do anything about it bc he's too good a ninja. your only solace is that at least you're not the unlucky fool who's on the enemy on this mission. you will have nightmares about him for decades about things he's off handedly implied

You Know him: a loser in all things not shinobi. He's got no social skills, no rizz, can't cook for shit, literally squinting all the time bc he wont wear his glasses. he doesn't know how to be nice execpt maybe to sasuke and thats... questionable. he genjutsu's his way out of regular social interactions. you and a very small group of select others suffer the truth alone: he's not even particularly good looking.

THAT LAST LINE IM CRYINGGGGGGG

this is like 92% what my meta would have been (will be?) TBH. i want some more subtlety with people who have to work with him because i do think that, even if he's a mean dick about it, an itachi who's not actively trying to be a missing-nin would probably like.... adhere to a select handful of philosophies that would be really valuable in a captain, esp in ANBU. like itachi is not leaving you behind to save the mission; he's just going to save the mission. he's a dick but he's not going to entertain unprofessional/petty behavior on his missions so he's surprisingly good about preventing hazing and bullying and stress-induced conflict between team members (even if he is uh. VERY likely to make you feel stupid for just existing). so i think working with him once is like "wow, that was intense"; working with him a handful of times is like "so that was unspeakably horrible" and working with him more often is like "actually fine and great for your CV, just keep these two hundreds things in mind....."

[raythekiller]

I love the masky nsfw alphabet It riled up my imagination.. soo can i request for a hoodie one?? Thank youu

🗒꒰⸝⸝₊ NSFW ALPHABET ❛ ✧

Featuring: Hoodie/Brian

# Notes: its that time of the year again where i make 1 post and disappear for the next seven months <3 also DAYUM new post format?? (also also theres a new toby drawing on the way stay tuned)

A - AFTERCARE

Surprisingly soft. Wants to hold you close and maybe take a shower together. Don't get things twisted though - it's so he can keep feeling your body against his instead of to comfort you. Call it possessiveness or an ego stroke, maybe.

B - BODY PART

Thighs man through and through. Thigh highs drive him up-the-wall insane. Will also just absentmindedly knead them if you're sitting next to him, especially if you're wearing shorts or a skirt/dress.

C - CUM

Oh he likes it messy. Just enjoys having his cum on you in general - backshots, face, dripping from you after he came inside, you name it.

D - DIRTY SECRET

None. He has no shame and is very open about what he likes.

E - EXPERIENCE

Not as much as you might expect, given his demeanour. Don't get me wrong, it's still a lot, but he makes it seem like he worked as a pornstar for a few years with sheer cockiness.

F - FAVORITE POSITION

If you ask him, he'll say "all of them". But if you put a gun to his head and tell him to choose, he'll settle for doggy. Just loves grabbing your hips and ass while he's pounding into you.

G - GOOFY

He doesn't exactly make jokes, but his teasing might be a bit funny at times. He doesn't mind making things more silly or lighthearted as long as you still cum at the end of it.

H - HAIR

Usually clean-shaven, but he might get a bit lazy with it occasionally. Always at least well trimmed though.

I - INTIMACY

Usually adapts to what you like best. If you just want to get your brains fucked out and keep romance out of it, he'll happily do it. If you like something more tender with lots of "I love you"s, he doesn't complain about it either.

J - JACK OFF

A lot. This guy has crazy stamina (we'll talk about that later), I'd say maybe five times per week or so.

K - KINK

A lot but mainly: CORRUPTION!! I've said it before and I'll say it again he wants to bring the worst out of you. If you're a virgin, he wants go be your first. If you're not, he wants to see just how wild things can get when he pushes you a little.

L - LOCATION

Literally anywhere. He is a fan of semi-public sex, though. In the woods, living room of the manor when (you think) there's no one else home, in a busted alleyway, you name it.

M - MOTIVATION

Oh it's very easy to turn him on. Here's a huge one though: when you take iniciative. He's used to being the one starting shit. When YOU do it, though? When you make it clear you want him to wreck you? Fucking hot.

N - NO

Very short but obvious list: anything to do with piss, shit or vomit. Other than that, I think he's pretty open. Not even averse to being submissive every now and then.

O - ORAL

HELL YEAH BABY! Giving, receiving, whatever, he doesn't care. His mouth isn't just good for talking shit — he knows how to use that tongue. When he's getting head, though? He looks so pretty — head thrown back, moaning and whimpering with a grin on his face. Might buck his hips into your mouth for giggles (and because you sound hot choking on him).

P - PACE

Again, he'll go for whatever gets you off. If you like it rough and fast, he's in. If you prefer slow and sensual, that's also hot.

Q - QUICKIE

Biggest quickie fan in the manor. He just can't help himself most of the time and he doesn't really try to, either. If his horny, you best bet he knows how to get you horny as well and things just go from there.

R - RISK

Loves experimenting and finding new ways to make you moan. Doesn't mind getting a bit freakier every now and then.

S - STAMINA

Jesus christ what are they feeding this man. Y'know when guys are like "I'm gonna fuck you all night long" and stop after two rounds max? This motherfucker is serious about it.

T - TOYS

I don't think he'd go out of his way to buy them, but if you already have them you best believe he's using it to his advantage. Big fan of vibrators.

U - UNFAIR

This guy is MEAN. He doesn't make you wait for too long before fucking you but just those few minutes feel like an eternity with the atrocities he's whispering in your ear.

V - VOLUME

LOUD. He moans, groans, whines, whimpers, you name it. Not ashamed to make some noise and LOVES if you're loud as well.

W - WILD CARD

Likes having his hair pulled— WHO SAID THAT???

X - X-RAY

7.4 inches, cut. Not too thick, just the right girth.

Y - YEARNING

Can't go like, a week without having sex or at least jacking off. Homeboy has a lot of steam he needs to let out.

Z - ZZZ

Only god knows how he doesn't pass out immediately after. Chances are you'll fall asleep before him.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Hey if it’s not to much trouble, could I please get a tanjiro! Fem reader with yandere ouran high school host club? I just feel like the sunny personality and hard work would pair nicely.

Tanjiro Reader | Yandere Ouran Host Club 

Your smiles, your optimism, and your empathy make you a perfect guest at the Ouran Academy’s host club. Your sweetness is irresistible and your willingness to help just makes keeping you at the Host club all the better. Too bad you seem intent on chasing after one:

Tamaki Suoh

“W-whoa y-your strong!”

“Well thank you! I do a lot of training.”

Is amazed by how much power you have 

Over him and in general

Just the way you’re so willing to scoop him up when he dramatically pretends he can’t move

Not to mention you seem so ambitious

But for whatever reason you just won’t share

“Its kinda….yeah I think its best if I don’t talk about it.”

“B-b-but (Y/n)! I have to know everything!”

He couldn’t not know the love of his life’s personal struggles

While he could hire someone to find out its just more fun if he goes exploring stalking himself

Let’s just hope he doesn’t die on the way

Kyoya Ootori

You’re an elusive character he can’t help but fall in love with 

So sweet, so kind but there’s something more

Something fiery 

And through all his employee’s research he can find nothing

Only that your funded by the Ubayashiki group and that your sibling is a mute allergic to the sun

But he needs to know more

Like where those scars came from or why your so strong

“Well I guess there’s only one way to find out. Oh (Y/n) why don’t you travel with m-us to the Ootori resort?”

Hikaru Hitachin

Why were you so perfect?

He was just genuinely asking 

It was a little weird how you could tell him apart from his brother by smell 

but he wasn’t complaining when you can smell exactly what he’s feeling

And what he’s been through

“W-what are you doing here (Y/n)?”

“Well it smelt like some blood on you, are you hurt anywhere?”

“Ah uh yeah, right uhm here.”

He can’t help but want more of you

Your just so smart

Its hard to protect his place in your heart

But no worries that’s nothing money can’t fix right

Kaoru Hitachin

“Y’know you’re almost too perfect. Theres got to be something wrong with you.”

“Heheh maybe there is!”

You’re so sweet 

Everyone loves you and you listen to everyone

But who listens to you

What are you hiding

To be so strong, so powerful, so skilled 

He’d love to protect you at least once

He can be worthy of you

Just you wait and see

Takashi Morinozuka

“Ah you remind me of Nezukuro. Oh! That’s my sibling!”

He likes you 

A lot

Always responsible, always kind

Who wouldn’t love you

Which is what he tries to reason with when others pine for you

“Leave them alone.”

He doesn’t like hurting others 

Unless its for you

Mitskuni Haninozuka “Honey”

“(YYYY/NNNN)! I have some cake for you!” 

Not many are strong like you or as disciplined

But that doesn’t beat how sweet you are 

Sweeter than cake!

He just can’t get enough

But he’s an experienced fighter 

He knows the look of vengeful anger

Who IS IT?!

He’ll make sure they never breathe again.

[moonsaver]

I READ YOUR POST (and also anon!) ABOUT REBELLIOUS! VERITAS/RATIO, GOOD LORD..

Your writing is very good! And I like it! I'm having it for breakfast, lunch, dinner, everytime

BUT LIKE, LISTEN TO ME, WHAT IF S/O WAS REBELLIOUS LIKE HIM TOO. But not like actually him, just typical rebellious student back then. Like, breaking the rules, pissing off the teachers, etc

AND, HIS S/O IS LIKE NOW, NORMAL. A PROFESIONAL, and probably embarrassed of their phase back then. I do see them being Friendly and chilled with Ratio?? Or like "Oh crap, it's the old rebellious dude that tries to teach me random smart stuffs"

But in my opinion, I do see S/O just being like "Oh, what's up Ratio" and just being neutral. Greeting him whenever they passed by or see each other again, while also slightly joking about the things Ratio tried to teach them back then. As they told him that they actually listened to his teaching.. Even though it's.. Well, it's used by unsuccessful methods

BUT ALSO, YOU KNOW HOW XINYAN WOULD TELL EMBARRASSING STORIES ABOUT SHEHNE AND GANYU?

S/O WOULD DO THAT, telling Ratio old rebellious phase embarrassing stories to his students whenever they feel afraid of him. Like

"Oh, did you know that your professor (Veritas Ratio), used to talk so much about our teacher that just give the slightest wrong formula, to the point he keeps getting send to the office? Hah! I was there!"

As Ratio stood there with hidden embarrassed look, as he tries to hold the urge to not shut S/O up.

I'M SORRY IF I'M BOTHERING YOU, THE VOICES ARE COMMANDING ME... THE VOICES OF MY SIMPING FOR RATIO.

QNON ANON QNON!!!!YOU ARE FEEDING ME TOO I PROMISE YOU CAN BOTHER ME (its not even bothering me i love these asks),,, THE TENSION THAT IUST DISSIPATWS HAHAHA WAIT WAIT

Under the cut,might be long!

Soso, you're the rebellious kid who's butting heads with the other jerkwad, the only difference between you two is that he's just a nerd on top of being a rebellious kid. He's the "worst" of both worlds.

It's a very cliche enemies to strangers to acquaintances who respect each other to tension between possible lovers. Its kind of funny.

In your student days, I imagine the moment both of you see each other in the hall, you scowl at each other. Or make fun of something the other has. Maybe he's lugging a bulky art project and you make fun of him saying he looks like a turtle dragging his own shell. Maybe you left your bag's zip open and Veritas comments on how "devoid of knowledge" it is, "like your head" (you forgot all your books somewhere, your bag is completely empty). God forbid either of you tried something experimental and the other catches a glimpse of it. If they're not within talking distance, they'll shout on the top of their lungs. To both of you, the louder it is the more humiliation is involved. You'll find this method is often used by Veritas, as he openly quizzes you and chides LOUDLY that you're a BUFFOON and an IDIOT for not knowing a SIMPLE FORMULA. You decide to retaliate by stealing more than half his stationary, so now he has to scramble to gather extras and literally no one helps him cause he's a jerk lol.

Everyone on campus absolutely either hates it or loves it. Theres fanpages of you two with cringe edits,or those really well-made shitpost ones. Sometimes your classmates just bait the other to go a certain place just so you two cross paths and stir up a lot of trouble. The teachers are all done with both of you.

Cut to the future (or present?), reader's a professor too now. Let's assume either of them is unaware when they join the job (as implied by the request).

I imagine professor reader, if they manage to stay calm and just.. talk normally, it does give Dr. Ratio some whiplash. His pride demands he straightens himself out though, so it's not too soon before he himself drones on about some or the other tedious topic. You mention the past and how often you used to butt heads, and Veritas' first instinct is to immediately retaliate the way his past self would have done; but he stops himself in time, and sighs at it. You've painstakingly ingrained that response into him. But he's still slightly embarrassed nonetheless. It's not too soon before the conversation becomes more relaxed (I mean.. considering Veritas,as relaxed as he lets it be), and as a form of "nostalgia" he brings up all the questions he used to ask you back then, only to be pleasantly surprised when you give him detailed but professional answers. It's not too soon before he learns that you've become a professor aswell. Dr. Ratio congratulates you – with reservations of course, which is completely thrown out the window when you tell him you knew all of this because.. you listened to him.

Ugh. Don't make him feel so sappy. A part of him detests it; warming up and being all chummy with a hopeless classmate of all people. But a part of him is.. kind of happy about it.

Which is promptly changed the moment you also realize he's a professor now.

And that his students aren't spared from the nostalgia either.

He's bursting through the door, jaw dropped, angry and shocked face as you prattle on about how much of an asshole he was back in the day to his students. For a moment, he contemplates whether he should just throw chalk at you and make an example of you to his students, or drag you out. After a few seconds of paralyzed contemplation, he immediately grabs you by the back of your collar and drags you out before something else comes out of your mouth.

It's almost the same all over again – both of you bickering back and forth as he's all pissy about you spilling everything to his students! You've positively tarnished his reputation! Perhaps he shall tell your students how you used to walk around wearing a lanyard and a shirt with the institution name written on it in big, bold letters on the first day? Or that time you tripped and faceplanted right into the trashcan while you complained about his (axe bodyspray) deodorant?

Ugh.. he'll just deal with you later. Although he won't admit this even to himself.. it's nice seeing you again. He didn't think of that, it must be the headache you gave him that's making him think all weird.

--

[sunny-knight]

FORGETTABLE AU PAGES - LIVE REACTION

@forgettable-au Go. Read. It. 🫵

….oh my god.

ok y’know what, i’m not even gonna do my usual summarizing thoughts before going through the pages beat for beat- we’re diving STRAIGHT in.

strictly formatting these is overrated anyway

THE FIRST PAGE!!!

First of all awwwwww I hope we get to see Riverperson again… Flowey resting his head on top of Papyrus’ in the raft melts my heart as well.

For the first bit of dialogue here with Floweys internal monologue- OUGH I LOVE IT! I will NEVER get sick of getting into his head, he’s like us! a theorist! his thought process here is so me.… “ive never thought of the possibility that Papyrus might have been involved as well…” Welllllllll… You’re half right.

Im also looking forward to seeing the part of Wingdings’ story that explains Papyrus’ conveyor belt related trauma- cause cmon man whats wrong with conveyer belts 😭

Papyrus basically having a conversation with himself while Flowey just goes and does his own thing is SO REAL ALSO I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

ALSO LMAO THE BACKPACK IS ACTUALLY THERE- THAT WAS A THING I POINTED OUT AS A JOKE IN THIS POST- funny to know that was just a mistake, BUT IM ONTO YOUR LITTLE TRICKS!!! I KNOW ITS LORE RELATED SOMEWHERE!!!!

PAGE 2

PAPYRUS’ REACTION HERE HAS ME SCREAMING IN AGONY, I DIDN’T THINK IT WOULD GET WORSE- BUT spoilers. it gets so much worse. I mean I- kind of- spoiled it with the drawing at the very beginning….BUT- YOU SHOULD HAVE READ THE COMICS BEFORE READING THIS!!!

GOOGLY EYES PAPYRUS SPOTTED!!!! OHHH I COULDN’T BE HAPPIER and speaking of facial expressions I hate (love) Floweys smug ass in these panels 😭

THE 2ND TO LAST PANEL- OH THIS SHOT BEHIND AND BELOW PAPYRUS IS JUST GORGEOUS HIS SKULL AND JAW AND NECK- ITS ALL SO WELL DRAWN

PAGE 3

Talking about the actual dialogue for a second- trying not to get too carried away only focusing on the visuals.

Im very concerned we’re going to have a moment with the power going out, Papyrus and Flowey being stuck without the elevator just like Alphys and Wingdings were. Some chicanery is gonna happen comparing and contrasting how they handle that compared to the 2 scientists. Ofc thats a lot of speculation- But I cant help but feel like the talk about “the energy hopfully lasting long enough” is leading up to something….not fun.

Maybe what they do down here is a weird time mumbo jumbo that is important to make what happens in the past- happen. Maybe thats why Gaster is watching them…

“You should talk to my brother more!!!” …..I want to disagree- but also I want them to be friends and think they COULD get along

PAGE 4

“That would be weird!!” reference to when you call Papyrus in Alphys’ room….i see what you did there….

Also Floweys logic here about having hisss permission just made me giggle so much LMAO I absolutely love the repeated “Papyrus is hesitant” followed up by “Flowey presenting a sorta??? convincing argument” and Papyrus just being like “…ALRIGHT!”. Very fun and in character for him

PAGE. 5.

When I tell you- this K I L L E D. M E. GOD THIS IS SO WELL DRAWN???!?!?!?! I CAN FEEL THE SINKING DREAD- OOOUUUUGGHHHH THE DETAIL IN HIS EYE SOCKETS!!!!!!!!

This incredibly depicts feeling of sound filling your head- just AAAA IT HITS SO HARD AND IT HURTS SO GOOD.

PAGE 6

“Are you- uh..feeling anything?” Subtle Flowey. Very subtle. Though I love Papyrus’ complete misread of what he’s asking HEHDHE. Yknow, Its a belief among ghost hunters that “cold spots” mean theres a ghost lurking around. HM.

Also wtf are you talking about- Papyrus?? you “sometimes” have nerve endings 😭?? That line is incredibly in character answer for him, but also what?? maybe im missing something obvious. Ough the detail on the hand bone…

PAGE 7

WINGDINGS!!!!!!!! MY GOAT!!!! AND ALSO SANS!!!!! MY SLIGHTLY LESSER GOAT WHOM I STILL LOVE!!!!!!!!!!

God I wonder where this conversation is going to go- wheres Wingdings going with this? is he gonna tell him about the tape?? why did he LIE ABOUT THE CREVICE IN THE FIRST PLACE???? IM STILL HUNG UP ON THAT!

Its clear Wingdings plans on researching timelines because of the tape things, ofc, im just surprised he’s informing Sans about it since he’s proven to want to keep at least some of it a secret. At the very least he seems to really enjoy- controlling information.

Im calling it now, Wingdings is a pathological liar. (bold ass claim especially because he only lied once so far BUT IM CALLING IT!!!)

Also the talking and writing in wingdings here is gonna make me immediately rule out Alphys being involved in this conversation.

IN CONCLUSION!

I am. LOSING. MY MIND. OUUUGHH THE ART JUST GETS BETTER AND BETTER, THE PLOT AND THE TENSION!!! IT JUST GETS THICKER AND THICKER. I can promise you, the pages are ALWAYS worth the wait…as a wise man once said…

(the real quote, if you dont know is by Shigeru Miyamoto and replate ‘comic’ with ‘game’)

[trippygalaxy]

hi love ur writing (!!!!!) and i was reading ur rules and saw that you love looking at aus and stuff and recently this idea has been bouncing around in my head so id thought id share it with you

so like imagine an au where the reader is the guide and all except the boys cant see them (but some more magically inclined hero's can see them)

theyre basically like Fi, bound to an object and almost completely restricted from the world. almost

they would truly be restricted from the world if the object they were bound didnt happen to be an instrument, and if they didnt happen to have full control over said instrument

and yeah so the chain is freaked out when they start hearing music randomly one night, but that is quickly tossed to the side once monsters are seen on the edge of the camp.

but then it happens again. and again. and again.

something is trying to warn them. and its doing quite a good job. if only they could find out where that music is coming from..

things start getting weirder when specific links start hearing notes that the others cant

yeah thats all i have, id love to hear your thoughts tho!!

GASP!!! Thank you so much! And so so so sorry for not reply sooner ((also also i love ur pfp!))

Mmmmm i like! I will always love the guide trope when its something akin to Fi or like an in canon reason! ((dont get me wrong, i love the player! guide trope as well but i just love the lore thats added when you bring in a new figure into it all!))

This maybe a little rambly so sorr about that! and also sorry for the spelling errors!

A few thoughts!

I think that the instrument would be either a harp or a flute, as both of these instruments show up a LOT in the LOZ canon but im leaning more to a harp. The reason im saying this is because Hyila in Skyward Sword is depicted with a harp, and we see the importance that plays in the game- BUT ALSO the harp of ages from the Seasons of Ages game/manga have an immense amount of magic in it. Something that only the oracle of ages (a girl named after Nayru herself) can use properly.

I also like to think that this new guide might actually be th Goddess harp that Sky has!

OH OH! Also ALSO!!!! I love the idea that the instrument acts as a warning for the sleeping heroes, BUT can you imagine the instrument playing the sound that happens when the Link's are low on health? Like that frantic beeping sound? So everyone is like "OH SHIT WHOS IN DANGER??? WHO GOT DOWNED???"

That could be soooooo angsty and I love that-- I also just love the idea of maybe the harp being the reason why theres music? Like in canon, they wouldnt heard the in game songs that play but with the harp they could! Maybe each time they do (even in battle) the song they play from the certain game gets kinda a subconscious reaction from that Link, as if they already know whats happening. I.E Harp plays the Guardian awaking sound and Wild just starts tweaking tf out

And that could play into your idea of only certain Link's being able to hear certain tunes!

I feel like this guide would use certain melodies to help calm the Link's who wake up in the middle of the night with horrors plaguing their mind. Comforting songs that help ground themselves and try to fight the demons from their mind. Because if they cant physically comfort their heroes, they will do whatever it takes to bring them an ounce of peace!

Uhhh! Thats all the thoughts i have for now but GODS i really wanna draw this now....oh this is such a good idea!!!!

thank you for this lovely au idea! if you have anymore au ideas or more thoughts on this one, id love to hear them!

[stevie-petey]

hiii! would you ever write a blurb, about how big acted agter her dad leaving her? i really enjoy the angst

oh this is just pure angst i respect the hustle lmao

enjoy !

"where are you?" hand on the telephone line, your short legs extend to their full height so that the phones receiver fits against your ear. no sound will be lost, no words mistranslated. you have to know where he is.

"ladybug..."

he sighs. all he fucking does is sigh. the sound enrages you. your knuckles clench together and theres a bitter taste hearing the nickname that was once sweet honey to you.

"daddy, its been days." you wont cry. you refuse to let him hear you cry.

only dustin cries. only your mother cries. but never you. never your father.

"i know, y/n." he sounds tired now. as if your insistence on missing the man who raised you and sang melodies to you and rocked you to sleep every time you had nightmares is a burden to him.

you blink away tears. "then come home."

the plead hangs over the telephone line. somewhere in virginia your father is on the other end. maybe hes already in a different state. maybe hes an acre away, maybe even outside your window, haunting your childhood home.

"you know i cant."

why? why why why why why?

but there are far too complex things to understand at twelve. asking "why", as youve learned since your father leaving, only amounts to shitty excuses and lies.

"did i-" did i do something wrong? did you leave because of me?

despite the words dying in your throat, your father still understands the unspoken ghosts that shadow your room. "no, ladybug. this has nothin' to do with you or dust, you hear me? i just... your mama and i werent happy. thats all."

whos carrie?

you will never forget the way your mother screamed in her husbands face, tears staining her red cheeks as you cradled dustin to your chest, muffling his ears that he wouldnt hear anything else.

where are you going, daddy?

just out for a few days. nothin' to worry about, lil' ladybug.

he had ruffled your hair. pinched your cheek and hid his suitcase behind his body. guilty. but you didnt want to admit it then, not yet.

this has nothin' to do with you or dust, you hear me?

y/n, is daddy okay? why is mama crying?

dustin is only nine and hes already experienced more hurt than you ever thought possible at that age. you cant protect him from it. not when the source of the hurt keeps calling the house to hear your voices. not when the source of the hurt still has his cologne in the bathroom. when he still has his guitar in the den with strings left unstrummed.

not when the entire house is a physical reminder of the man who abandoned it.

your mama and i werent happy. thats all.

thats all. thats all thats all thats all thats all.

as if its nothing. as if your world hasnt ended and youre left to pick up the pieces all alone.

thats all.

"fuck you." youre twelve and the words feel heavy on your tongue in a satisfying manner. "fuck. you!"

"y/n, you know we dont use that language-"

"i hate you!"

"i know youre upset-"

youre screaming and your knees shake under the weight of fury that is like a rock in your stomach. hard. unmoving. there isnt room for anything else.

"i hate you!" you do. you hate him. you hate the man who calls you ladybug and your baby brother dust and your mama honeybee. you hate him.

"i love you. you and dustin, i love you."

"you left!"

he doesnt respond.

"youre a fucking coward! a goddamn coward for leaving us!" wasnt it he who told you never to abandon the ones you love?

all you hear is his breathing. the air that is wasting its chemical makeup to keep him alive.

"how could you do this to us? to-to me?" arent you his baby, too? arent you his girl? his blood?

"y/n-" only it isnt your fathers voice that coaxes your name with remorse. its your mother, its her arms that hold you as you cry. its her voice that whispers for you to hang up the phone. that the man on the other side isnt worth it.

"no!" you try to shake her off of you. your elbow clips her chin but still she holds you. still she is gently. and it infuriates you even more. its all bullshit. all such fucking bullshit. "let me go!"

to your mother or father, you arent sure who the plead is for.

in the corner of your eye you see dustin. small, dimpled dustin hiding under a hat your father got him only a few weeks ago at the county fair.

hes watching your mother physically restrain you as your hurl extremities at your father. the strain in your voice draws the image of blood. your mothers bruised chin draws the image of purple. dustins tears the image of blue.

your father taught you kindness. his final lesson will be how to let anger consume you raw.

“COME HOME” BLURB MASTERLIST

if you’d like to buy me a coffee ☕︎

[jinxbiggestsimp]

Im gonna be honest timebomb ruined it for me. The ship came out of nowhere and not only is the ship toxic but its fanbase too. It annoys me so much just How forced it was into the show, rushed and then they had to add additional content just to please the dans. Like bro?? If you're gonna go with something maybe actually go with it? I hate this ship and im glad other people do as well because i feel like im going crazy.

I dont see any chemistry between them in the SHOW. Im not counting in all the other fanservice or the au. Im talking about just arcane without that one episode. First of all what The hell? The enemies to lovers doesnt even work here. You're telling me ekko just forgot that Jinx terrorizes him. Kills many of his friends and follows the man that actually forced him to have to fight for freedom? Ah Yes Perfect, absolutely healthy. I hate most enemies to lovers because its done poorly or very randomly. Like you're telling me the two people that are tearing into eachother everytime they see one another now magically want to be together? Im glad the latest music video was a fan animation because i feel like i would rip someone Apart. They wiped away Jinx's entire character in there. You're telling me the depressed girl after one month of staying with her previous enemy now wants to kiss him? Now its okay? After a fucking month? I have seen timebomb fans make Jinx PREGNANT not even with a fucking timeskip. Dude She JUST tried to kill herself. She was at an all time low. And you're telling me the only thing you can think of is sex and getting her pregnant? Right right. This ship is sexualized more than goddamn caitvi at this point. The two characters seemingly cant even exist without eachother. Even on edits of Jinx there Has to be a fucking comment saying something about ekko. HOLY SHIT. HES NOT EVEN THERE??? Or them typing that timebomb is better on another ship? Like hello are you fucking mental?

I hate this ship more than i hated any other. In season one the only interactions they had was fighting. Jinx LITERALLY TRIED TO KILL HIM WITH HERSELF? And people keep on saying "oh they didnt try to kill eachother". Bro is You watching the show with closed eyes? They have one sentence between eachother in season one. ONE. which is "oh look who it is the boy saviour" by Jinx. Wow How romantic. They dont care for eachother. Ekko saw her dying and just fucking left. Wow what a healthy relationship. Him leaving made sense, its his enemy, She killed so many of his own community. Why The fuck would he help?

Now in season two the ship is just randomly slapped on. It doesnt make any sense. They dont try to make them atleast bond a bit. No no no who needs that? I feel like im missing out on so many episodes. Season two is awfully rushed as much as i love arcane, its just the truth. I like caitvi but The jail scene was unnecesary fan service. People wanted a kiss, a relationship, not sex after Jinx hints at killing herself. Like bro

Back with timebomb tho. In season two they dont see eachother. Like practically at all besides after the fan service au episode. I hated it, i hated How they of course had to make him fall in love. Brother why. Just Why. It itches me so bad because Why did they have to force it in? It didnt need to be there, it didnt add shit to the story, didnt change shit as well because THEY FUCKING CUT SHIT OUT. So it was just wasted episode time, instead of focusing on something else they decided to focus on a toxic and unhealthy relationship. Right. I dont hate ekko dont get me wrong, i wish we knew more about him but they didnt put shit in. All we know is he Has benzo, then after the incident he created the community "firelights". But Why? How? When? Theres nothing about that. Wtf man. Poor ekko cant even live on tumblr without Jinx being plastered into the picture.

I hate timebomb so fucking much. And i'll probably post a few over here because i just need to say it. Its forced, its toxic and unhealthy. The only way it could work is if we fucking alt + delete their entire past and made them not know eachother before everything. The fact that people think ekko is just thinking about Jinx is disgusting. Dude he Has tons of people he cares for. Has an ENTIRE FUCKING WALL filled with people he lost. Brother Why The fuck would he think about The terrorist that tried to kill him and that follows the man that ruined his life? It would take FUCKING YEARS FOR THEM TO FEEL ANYTHING. Yet noooo seemingly a fucking month fixed everything? Dude he gave her motivation to atleast try and help in the war and he thinks she's dead. That's it.

Also back in the au episode. Why The fuck did they ruin him so much. In the beginning he is visibly SCARED of powder because he only saw Jinx. He THREW something at her to keep her away. And you people think he is in love? He is traumatized by Jinx just like goddamn Caitlyn. The only reason Why he grew more comfortable is that he was MONTHS there. But it still disgusts me that they had to add the ship that i practically never Heard of before arcane. The only Jinx ship that i Heard of was goddamn lightcannon. But now it was pushed and attacked because "TImebOmB better111"

I hate these people, i hate the erasure of character, i hate the forced, toxic and unhealthy relationship. I hate it all

[liverpool-enjoyer]

everything changes - chapters 1-10 review

@alex-black62422 wanted to see my reactions n this fic has taken over my life these past few days so heres my thoughts on the first ten chapters!!!

first off. you go into this fic having NO CLUE what to expect. the summary n title are the vaguest things i can imagine. off the top of my head i believe its something like "sometimes, you think you know someone. but life takes a lot of turns." what does that mean? theres five hundred chapters, how many turns can one life take?

now heres what i was expecting. i was expecting like a slow burn romance where the two slowly start to get to know each other better n develop feelings for each other, something like that. what i was NOT expecting, what i was NOT expecting AT ALL, was,,, a lot of domestic violence. like i cant overstate how UNPREPARED i was for the sheer amount of domestic violence there would be holy shit.

i remember specifically in the authors note for chapter,,, i think three(??) it reads "hey warning this ones rlly dark" n in my opinion the chapter rlly wasnt as dark as i expected from that note. like yes it was heavy but not THAT heavy imo. then theres a similar authors note in another chapter (maybe eight??) so i was like "oh yeah this isnt gonna be that dark" n HOLY SHIT was i wrong. during that scene where sebastian just word vomits all the horrible things that evil evil man (heikki i think its spelled? i thought he was an oc before i googled him) did to him i literally stopped on the treadmill and almost got flung off. in front of witnesses! gosh i feel rlly bad for poor seb. i wanna give him a hug. and im very interested to see how this plot will go for SIX MILLION WORDS.

keep in mind im a baby f1 fan - im on chapter twelve now n im ngl i find myself skimming the parts where they yap abt sebs car struggles. not that its badly written or anything, i just have the attention span of a drunken squirrel n the car stuff is all gibberish to me.

oh another thing, its like kinda a small detail but i like the inclusion of marks cute dogs. cause i love dogs. n also that theyve taken a liking to seb. given all hes been through, it makes a lot of sense for him to feel safer with these two big dogs around (at least i think theyre big dogs? cant recall. watch me be wrong.)

oh another thing i wanna mention is,,, how do you guys go about accessing this fic??? cause its locked to only ao3 users, which i am. but i read fics on an incognito tab (which i feel most ppl do) so every time i wanna get to the fic the page refreshes n i gotta sign in again. its rlly annoying. im gonna give this fic 100k more hits just from the amount of times i hafta re sign in and access it.

i rlly wanna look up this fic on tumblr n tiktok to see what other ppl think but i dont wanna spoil it for myself like i do every other piece of media i consume.

oh one flaw w this fic. too much christian horner. i could be misinformed but from what i know hes evil and i hate him. (unless those allegations are misproven - i should probly verify before i continue to talk shit. also this fic is eleven years old so im not blaming the author for including him)

tldr; i rlly like the fic so far!! its interesting n i feel for the characters. this fic is going to become my one piece fr.

[lateatnewyork]

Hi, I have a request for Rhysand from ACOTAR ☺️

I was thinking, its reader's and his wedding night. She can be insecure and it can be also her first time (maybe she is from Hewn city, so she is also shocked Rhys isnt that evil, but its up to you 😁).. And well, they talk, she can find out that they are mates and feel that animalistic urge to have intimacy with him or she already knows it and doesnt know how to tell him, she wants him? Rhys is of course very experienced and maybe can have a innocence kink? 🥺

I would love to read this, but if you dont like this idea or not feel like writing it, I understand 😄

Have a nice day!

Innocent

Rhysand x New Wife!reader

Warnings: smut 18+, innocence kink?, swearing, loss of virginity (lemme know if theres anything else)

Summary: It's your wedding night and you tell Rhysand that this is your first time. He definitely talks you through it.

a/n: unedited, prolly poor smut 🤩also i dont know how weddings work in fae world soooo

"Do you, Rhysand, take Y/N L/N as your wife?" "I do"

"Do you Y/N L/N take Rhysand as your husband?" "I do"

"Stay safe, kids," I hear Cassian yell just as Rhysand winnows us to the Summer Court where we would be having our honeymoon. I laugh as Rhysand rolls his eyes.

"Darling that dress looks absolutely ravishing on you but I think I would prefer it on the floor," Rhysand flashes me one of his signature smirks. I can see why everyone falls at his feet.

He leans down and captures my lips in a kiss that leaves my knees weak. His hand strays to my back pushing me up into him, while my hands get lost in his hair. Rhysand starts guiding us to the bedroom. His hands ghost over my neck and head to the lace tying the corset together.

"Rhys, stop, wait" I cut him breathless, from his kisses.

"Did I do something wrong?" His eyes flare with panic.

"No, no" I reassure him, "It's just I've never done this before,".

"What?"

Gods why are men so oblivious sometimes.

"I'm a virgin, Rhys," I finally blurt out.

"Oh," he says, "I'm your first? It's a pleasure to have that honour, darling,".

My head jolts up and I narrow my gaze. Usually the guy would either get turned off or start touching me without permission. He takes in my shocked expression and I can see the panic settle in, "Unless of course you're not comfortable, we don't have to do this,".

"I want to do this with you, Rhys," I start, "I just don't know how to," my head droops with embarrassment. His hand grabs my jaw, and forces our eyes to meet, "Sweetheart, you don't have to, I'll do all the work, all you have to do is relax and enjoy,".

"Do you want to do this?" he asks, still unsure. His finger running up my exposed skin, all I can focus on how it trails up my arm and upto my collarbone, gently caressing my neck.

"Yes" I breathe out.

"There's too many clothes between us," Rhys says as I claw at his shirt. My hands grab his collar and drag him down and kiss him hard on the lips. He's caught by surprise as his hands go to the tied up corset, and he unties it with ease.

The wedding dress pools around my feet. He breaks the kiss and his eyes rake over my body. Instinctively, I go to cover up my body.

"Never hide from me, you're beautiful," he unwraps my hands from my chest. Blushing under his gaze, I rip off his shirt kneel down in front of him and pull out his cock. He sucks in a breathe as I gulp at his eyes.

My mouth wraps around the head of his cock, taking him down my throat. I gag as he hits the back of my throat. Tears spill out, I bob my head up and down as I look up at him through my lashes. He lets out a loud groan and pulls me up. "As much as I love your mouth, I'd rather cum in your pretty pussy." He mutters out.

Picking me up effortlessly, he places me gently on the bed. "I want you to tell me, immediately, if something is uncomfortable," his eyes search mine for any resistance. I absentmindedly nod my head too interested in his tattoos that over his chest.

"I need words love," He chuckles. "Yes," I gasp out as he rips my panties off and the cold air hits it.

Rhysand's eyes darken with desire as he lowers himself between my legs, his lips parting to taste my cunt. The roughness of his voice laced with pleasure, he groans.

"Fuck, you taste so sweet, love," he rasps, his voice filled with raw desire. His tongue delves deep, exploring every inch of my wetness, savoring the taste.

His skilled mouth and relentless rhythm bring me closer and closer to the edge, his focus solely on pleasuring me. Rhys' hands grip my thighs, holding me in place as he devours me with a hunger that matches my own.

He continues his oral assault, alternating between gentle licks and hungry sucks, his actions designed to push me to the brink of ecstasy. Rhysand revels in the way my body trembles beneath him, my moans of pleasure spurring him on.

"You're so fucking delicious," he growls, his voice husky and filled with need. "I could taste you for eternity."

"I'm gonna-"

Rhys growls in response to my unspoken words, his focus intensifying as he brings me closer to the edge. His hands tighten their grip on my thighs, his tongue working tirelessly to push me over that precipice of pleasure.

"That's it, love," he encourages, his voice filled with a mix of dominance and satisfaction. "Let go for me. Come undone."

He continues to devour me with his mouth, his movements becoming more fervent and focused. Rhysand's own desire grows with every moan and whimper that escapes my lips, his own need for release building in tandem with mine.

As my climax washes over me, Rhys' lips never leave my sensitive pussy, his tongue lapping up my release with a hunger that matches my own. He savors the taste of my pleasure, prolonging the moment before finally easing his ministrations.

"Good girl," he murmurs, his voice rough and filled with satisfaction. "You did so well for me."

"Fuck, I'm gonna ruin you for everyone else," he groans out.

"There won't be anyone else," I say lazily smiling, still dazed from my first orgasm.

"Rhys it's not gonna fit," I finally register his size. "We'll make it fit, sweetheart,".

Rhysand's eyes lock with mine as he positions himself between my legs, his desire evident in the intensity of his gaze. He reaches down, guiding his throbbing length towards my entrance, his voice deep and filled with a mixture of anticipation and dominance.

"You ready for me, love?" he asks, his voice low and rough with desire. "Tell me you want it. Tell me you want me to fuck you."

"I want you," I breathe out

He teases my entrance with the tip of his cock, relishing in the way my body tenses in response. With a forceful thrust, he buries himself deep inside me, a guttural groan escaping his lips. I gasp as I feel all of him in me.

"Fuckin' hell," he grunts, his voice strained with pleasure. "You feel so tight, so perfect around me. You were made for me, love."

"Please move," I moan out.

Rhys sets a steady rhythm, his hips rocking against mine with a powerful, relentless motion. Each thrust is driven by a raw, primal need to claim me completely, to mark me as his own.

"You take me so well," he growls, his voice filled with a mix of satisfaction and possessiveness. "You were made to take my cock, to be fucked by me."

His hands grip my hips tightly, his movements becoming more urgent and forceful. He pounds into me with a relentless intensity, his primal instincts taking over as he dominates you completely.

"You're mine," he declares, his voice dripping with possessiveness. "No one else will ever have you like this. You belong to me."

As the pleasure builds to an overwhelming crescendo, Rhysand's pace quickens, his thrusts becoming more erratic. He rides the edge of his own release, determined to bring me to the brink first once again.

"Come for me, love," he commands, his voice filled with a mix of authority and desire. "I want to feel you come apart around me. Give in to me."

With one final powerful thrust, Rhys loses himself in the intensity of my release, his body trembling with pleasure as he spills himself deep inside me. He collapses onto the bed, his chest heaving with exertion, still connected to me.

"That was amazing," I breathe out as I lay on his bare chest.

"We should do that again sometime,"

a/n sorry that took so long to answer 😭hope you like it

[dr-spectre]

would Agent 4/Parallel Canon technically fit into the 'mistaken for being brainwashed when it's really something else splatoon characters' club? I saw a post collaging all of Agent 4 struggles and being brainwashed was one of them... even though Parallel Canon is just a program based on Agent 4...

Hmm.... honestly... no?

I've been really happy with the treatment of Parallel Canon in the Splatoon community!! Its been such a breath of fresh air my goddddd!!!!

It's like people who have some resemblance of a brain look at Parallel Canon and go "oh it's just clones of Agent 4." People who say it's just Agent 4 but brainwashed are actually just factually wrong LMAO! They didn't play Side Order at all. The developers outright stated in an interview, "It's clones of Agent 4's data that Overlorder collected."

The only two characters in the club are Hypno Callie and Marina Agitando.

Sanitized Agent 3 I don't have the BIGGESTTTT issue with people calling them "brainwashed" because the goop that got onto their head literally takes away "life's energies" and makes the victim submit to Tartar's will. That's just what I know about Sanitized ink but correct me if I'm wrong PLEASE!!! (My personal belief is that Agent 3 was knocked unconscious from saving Eight and Captain Cuttlefish, and Tartar took over their body via the ink while they were asleep.)

I have issue with Marina Agitando being called a "brainwashed Marina" because it's so fucking obvious that Marina got knocked unconscious and possessed by Overlorder.

GUYS ITS JUST FUCKING POSSESSION ALRIGHT?!?! ITS NOT BRAINWASHING!! MARINA IS HONK SHOO HONK SHOO MIMIMIMI!!! HER SONG IS LITERALLY CALLED UNCONSCIENCE!!!! USE YOUR BRAIN!! GOD!!!! ENOUGH!!! DON'T SAY SHE WAS HYPNOTISED EITHER!!! THERES NO EVIDENCE THAT PROVES THAT!! STOP LUMPING HER TOGETHER WITH HYPNO CALLIE AND CALLING IT THE SAME AFFLICTION!!!!! IT DAMAGES BOTH OF THEIR ARCS!!!!!

Anyhow... Hypno Callie. Here we go again...

I think what really pisses me off is that Nintendo LOVESSSS to push the "she was kidnapped and brainwashed" version of events and I find it to be not only insulting, disgusting and vile, but also incredibly damaging as well. People take Nintendo's word as fact and a holy grail, and those people include the loudest voices in the community as well as Inkipedia and it ultimately ruins Callie's arc. They love to just ruin an interesting storyline for Callie and make her this abused victim for no fucking reason other than to make Octavio more evil and not explore depth at all.

I hate how it's been run deep into a lot of people's heads and it's just... it makes me feel like a psycho sometimes... I hate feeling like I'm in the wrong... I hate how my stance keeps getting pushed down by the loudest voices...

I hate how when I say "Callie wasn't kidnapped" I get countered with "Nintendo said she was. Plus they didn't say she WASN'T kidnapped. Callie heard out the Octarians but maybe Octavio hypnoshaded her immediately after and then kidnapped her." Ugh... Does Callie ever say she was kidnapped? Marie does, but from her stance she would think so from her limited knowledge. Does Callie ever fucking state herself "I got kidnapped"? NO!!!! Until I hear her say that I refuse to believe she got kidnapped and I will continue to preach that she left with the Octarians WILLINGLY!!! AND THEN SHE GOT HYPNOTISED!!!

I dont have the energy to rant anymore man. I just can't do it. I've said this over and over again.... I hope one day things will change... but until then, I'll keep being Callie's strongest solider. I am forever cursed.

By this son of a bitch....