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hey i just went through the gort and zeke tag (AGAIN) (looking for a template) and. i saw you say gortash forces zeke to wear handpicked outfits, what kind of stuff does he make him wear?
also love love love monk gort it’s so real to me However i have been imagining. gortash wielding a halberd recently. (because halberds are sexy.) and flying around doing vault kicks with that flair that he has.
this is a vault kick btw ⬇️ you can’t tell me that’s not sexy.
(also for future reference is my rambling all in one ask okay or would you rather i send them separately? because now that my Song Rec Obsession has worn off i Will be asking questions)
(first of all ramble asks are completely ok!! send them however you like!)
so, before they met zeke was exclusively wearing a massive stolen trenchcoat and genuinely nothing else, no shoes, etc etc. zeke doesn’t enjoy wearing clothing at all, but he‘s a child prodigy detective and you can’t exactly uhm. do that when accepting clients and pursuing your targets and so on, so, when he does wear stuff, he needs it to be big and spacey and give him lots of breathing room. he also has a lot of sensitivities to certain fabric types and so on.
gortash takes zeke’s favourite coat away at the first chance he gets (keeps it for his horrible trophy collection though.) and since zeke doesn’t really have a stable source of income to buy himself his own clothes thanks to gortash, he’s sort of forced to accept whatever gortash gives him. zeke doesn’t even know how to dress himself before gortash teaches him. to make something horrible and creepy a bit more lighthearted, i’d imagine it’s sort of like forcing a cat into little outfits in the beginning haha. straight up does not know how to function, and while he eventually learns to bear it, it is never comfortable. but that’s exactly gortash’s intent. in fact, i think he enjoys zeke’s discomfort quite a bit. eugh.
what gortash makes him wear doesn’t exactly seem special on first glance, but it’s what’s considered neat and proper by society’s standards. simple dress shirt, pants and shoes, a tie and a leather belt with suspenders is the outfit he most commonly puts zeke in. it is however important to gortash that his ‘work’/the scars he inflicted on zeke are always visible to some degree.
this is really all about is once again that conquest. removing the parts that make zeke zeke and crushing them. have zeke look in the mirror and recognise only ruin. humiliating him, actively hurting him even. picking these fabrics that zeke loathes feeling on his skin. i’d imagine that gortash makes the clothing himself, even. that man knows all his exact measurements. perhaps even sews his initials into every piece. similar to giving him piercings made out of metal & zeke’s own bones. these smaller parts of the conquest are still just as important and divine in that grand scheme of his.
also that vault kick is sick as hell and i am now thinking about it way too much…
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okay how about enha's (the members you write for) reaction to reader crying during like really rough sex?
pairing: hyung line (- hoon) x reader
warnings: nsfw, rough sex, dacryphilia, choking, degradation, throat fucking, biting, mentions of marks and bruises
minors dni before reading
oh anon i love you . your mind. this took so long im sorry but i love this. i’ll get to my other rqs soon i swear. hope this makes up for the wait
when heeseung fucks, he fucks hard. and that’s exactly how you found yourself face down pressed into his mattress, whimpering out into the pillow beneath you.
heeseung gets carried away often. first he gets distracted by your outfit, and then by your curves, thighs, and body. when he gets his hands on you, he’s unable to stop. for lack of a better term, he thinks with his dick. so when he’s inside you, pounding you from behind as you whine, he goes faster with each noise. every little shiver of movement, every sound, he gets addicted to the feeling of you against him.
he gripped your waist, palms tightening into your skin, pulling you closer to him as if he wasn’t already inside of you. he let out a groan before fucking you harder, resulting in your legs giving out. to this, he responded by holding your weight up and continuing.
overstimulated by the feeling of him thrusting in and out of you, your legs shook. he was fast, panting, shakily moaning as he fucked you. he didn’t think. he just continued to fill you up, completely ignoring the possibility that he might be too rough.
“heeseung,” you shakily cried out, gripping the sheets.
“yeah?” he said, breathlessly, distracted by pleasure. you felt good, so fucking good clenched around him.
“too much, hee,” you whined. you hadn’t realized, but you had started to cry. tears that resulted from his coarseness formed, although not falling from your eyes yet, you sniffled.
“shit,” he spoke, pulling out at the sound. he began to console you, whispering out “hey, hey hey,” unintentionally conjoining each word together with the pace of his speech.
his grip on your waist made it easy to turn you around on your back, and he leaned over your body to wipe away tears that had found their way out of your eyes.
although embarrassed, you missed the feeling of him in you as soon as he pulled out, despite the roughness that took place. you lightly held onto his hand that now cupped your face.
“you didn’t have to stop,” you said, softly.
“but you’re crying?” he questioned in a similar soft tone, inadvertently tilting his head to the side as he spoke. he didn’t release his hand from your face just yet, allowing his thumb to rub against your jaw.
“i don’t mind,” you responded, “it feels good when it’s too much,” attempting to hide your humiliation for requesting him to continue.
heeseung’s lips curled up, and he turned his head to cover his smug expression. he readjusted, and spread your legs.
“yeah? you wanna cry for me, then?” his tone shifted, “wanna sob on my dick when you can’t take it anymore?”
your hands found their way to your head immediately, concealing your face. he didn’t typically fuck you in missionary, so having him above you, right above you, felt like you were on display. it was impossible to look him in the eye as he spoke to you in such a way, but he didn’t care. he enveloped your hands with his and pinned them each beside your head.
“missionary? why?” you somehow managed to ask, stumbling over your words as you looked to the side, avoiding his gaze.
he exhaled.
“i wanna see you,” he replied before entering you once again, “you look so fucking pretty when you cry.”
jay is usually pretty gentle during sex, unless you make an effort to let him know that you wanted him to be rougher than usual. he has absolutely no problem with that, since he’s actually been hoping you’d offer. he’s respectful, too respectful, which makes you want a taste of something more harsh. luckily for you, he can be a mean dom.
when it actually came down to it though, he was more intense than you had in mind.
“sit down,” he ordered. you did.
he placed his thumb and pointer finger between your chin, and tugged lightly to open your mouth. you allowed him, parting your lips more.
he unbuckled his belt mere inches away from your face, letting his pants fall and his clothed bulge stare back at you.
once he uncovered his cock, he didn’t even begin to warm you up before entering your mouth almost entirely. you let out a small whimper at his size, and he grabbed a fistful of your hair in response.
he started to rock his hips back and forth, moans falling out of his mouth as he fucked yours. jay had never made you suck him off in such a way, so quickly filling your throat and making you gag.
before tonight, he’d often brush stray hairs from your flushed face as he guided you to lick his tip and downwards, slowly easing up to gently permit you to suck him off at your pace. he’d release small groans as you did.
“fuck, doing so good, baby,” he’d say, with a smile as he looked down at you.
now, though, he had your hair gripped as he smacked his cock to the back of your throat. he barely gave you air to breathe in as he relentlessly fucked your throat, forcing you to rely on just your nose to inhale.
you looked up to him with watering eyes from the intensity, clawing your fingernails into the sheets that rested below you to release tension.
it’s not that you didn’t enjoy it, quite the opposite, actually. but he was so harsh, so fucking ruthless and it made your throat burn. taking him into your mouth at all was a struggle due to his size, and here he was, forcing you to take it. honestly, it was all you ever wanted from him and more, but you couldn’t help the tears falling from his rough his cock felt hitting your throat.
jay removed himself, and placed a hand on your cheek, tilting your head up to him.
“too much? do you need me to stop?” he asked, sweat dripping from his dark hair. his chest rose and fell expeditiously with his hurried breaths.
“no, jay,” you mumbled, voice sounding a little more desperate than you anticipated, “keep going, please. make me cry.”
it didn’t give him a second thought before he parted your jaw and fucked into you once again, keeping his grip on your hair tightened, fixing your head into place so that he could look at you.
tears fell and you sniffled, looking up at him with sparkling eyes, and he took his thumb to rub the droplets away.
“so fucking pretty,” he muttered, “such a good girl, crying on my dick.”
fucking jake is exciting. he’s always up for trying new things, which includes rough sex. however, he was always worried of hurting you, despite your pleas for him to bite and mark you. he had convinced himself that he would simply be too much for you, not realizing that’s exactly what you wanted to happen. you wanted him to completely lose control, lost in the way he fucked himself into you.
concerned, he’d constantly check in with you during his attempts to be rough. it’s not that he didn’t want to fuck you, marking you as his in the process, but it was all so new. what if you felt too hurt?
“fuck,” he’d groan under his breath, starting to pick up the pace unknowingly, thrusting his hips into you. when he realized, though…
“shit, sorry,” jake would say, slowing down to a more gentle speed.
you never minded. he’s just shy, you thought.
jake was absolutely not shy. he’d spit into his palm and fuck his hand, murmuring your name when you weren’t around. he’d look at innocent pictures of you, smiling and posing, wondering how you’d look with mascara running down your pretty cheeks. he’d stare at your exposed skin in your off-the-shoulder top and hold back biting your skin until it became red, his teeth creating crevices and marks. he’d watch as you make a cup of coffee in the kitchen, quietly fantasizing about bending you over the counter.
tonight, as you laid beneath him in missionary position, he connected his lips with yours as he adjusted inside you.
“so tight,” he muttered, biting his lip unconsciously as his hands rested on each side of your body.
he felt his hips jerk into you like usual, stopping himself before going further, his eyes fixated on the curves of your body. he wanted more of you.
you let out a moan at him going deeper, but as always, he continued agonizingly slow. he was shy, you thought, but you knew he wanted to be deeper inside you. you knew he wanted more.
“jake,” you whimpered out, eyes gazing upwards to meet his.
“sorry, i know,” he quickly apologized before you could continue, “i’ll be gentle.”
“don’t,” you protested, desperation evident in your voice that you failed at covering, “please, be rough with me.”
with that, jake’s eyes lit up a little, “hm?”
“i don’t want you to be gentle. i want you harder,” you explained, moans getting caught in your words as he was still inside you, “please jake.”
he didn’t respond, but he dipped his head towards your shoulder, taking your skin in between and bit, exactly how he imagined before. he let out a groan, feeling you against his teeth, before fucking into you as deep as he could.
your back arched subconsciously, nails digging into his back as you whined out, tears already piercing into your eyes at his size.
“this is what you wanted, yeah?” he asked, voice raspy due to his low tone. his mouth traveled to your neck as he decided to leave his mark there, too.
“yes, jake,” you struggled to speak, “fuck.”
at your strained voice, his head adjusted so that he could look down at you. your face twisted into an expression he hadn’t quite seen you make before, eyes shut closed and mouth wide agape. he began to pound you, repeatedly now, your tears now beginning to fall.
he picked up the pace at that, aroused by how your mascara smeared. it was better than he imagined, and he resisted cumming inside you right then and there.
“you okay?” jake said, having to make sure, although knowing it was likely exactly what you wanted.
“yes,” you replied in a breathy whimper. his hand met your throat and he tightened his grip slightly, choking you a bit, but not to the point of harming you.
“good,“ he replied, “taking me so fucking well. my pretty slut.”
#i feel like heeseung’s isn’t as good ugh sorry#enhypen smut#enha smut#enhypen oneshots#enhypen x reader#heeseung smut#jake smut#enhypen#heeseung x reader#jake x reader#enhypen mtl#mtl#jay x reader smut#jay oneshots#jay x reader#jake x reader smut#heeseung oneshots#heeseung x reader smut#heeseung oneshot#heeseung fic#jake fic#jay smut#jay oneshot#jay fic#jongseong smut#jongseong x reader
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breaking news: local divorced not-man is having a terrible fucking time
#I feel like I say this every time but sorry for the shitty pixelation — my dumbass forgot to change the canvas size and dpi#this isn’t all the way done (not to the point where I’d consider it finished) but I’m too tired to keep working on it#so here [chucks the .png through your window]#good omens#I fuckign hate drawing the folds in clothes oh my god why is it so harddddd#my art#crowley#ineffable husbands#good omens 2#aziraphale#aziracrow#go2#ineffable lovers#ineffable wives#good omens season 2#good omens fanart#Crowley fanart#good omens angst#gomens#gomens 2#David tennant#anthony j crowley#aziraphale x crowley#crowley x aziraphale#ineffable divorce#final fifteen#art#fanart#gomens fanart#good omens 2 fanart
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Ohhh, I'm rereading Mystra's entry in the Sword Coast Adventurer's Guide... and this detail:
This means Gale was punished for trying to restore and preserve what he thought was a lost piece of Mystra's magic. Gale being Mystra's ex-lover put aside. He as her follower, she his goddess, was punished for attempting to do the one foundational rule of her faith.
I'm seething and so sad at the same time.
Edit: I used the word punish loosely, as in, toxic/abusive people will take any small mistake or action and twist it into something they can take advantage of. This post was also largely from the stand point of a toxic deity rather than a toxic partner, but both takes are valid here. Especially with the, “you didn’t stay compliant so now I’m giving you the silent treatment” part of it—from a god and a partner perspective.
#bg3 spoilers#rambles#bg3#bg3 gale#gale bg3#gale dekarios#gale of waterdeep#gale baldurs gate 3#baldurs gate gale#baldur's gate 3#baldurs gate 3#baldurs gate#I understand different versions of Mystra exist#but the bg3 version of her makes me seethe#all the time#TAGS PAST HERE ARE UPDATES#this post was most about comments on the religious trauma aspect#character flaws make character great so I know Gale isn’t perfect#but yeah I do read Mystra as a groomer with the comments minsc gave#like I hate her as a person#her character contribution makes the story interesting but I just objectively can’t excuse anything she does#she makes me feel enraged because they literally had to hide weave gifted boys from her#hello??? I’m sorry but you can’t make me like her or excuse her treatment towards gale after that knowledge#sorry I’m getting heated but goodness I have to say it or it’s going to make me implode
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sylvia plath, todd anderson and virginia woolf (aka ACTUAL tortured poets) watching taylor “im breaking up with my boyfriend for his intense depression and blaming it on him, im dating a racist who enjoys watching woc being brutalized and harasses young woc artists, i sent my fans out on a hate train to attack a young woc actress for a line she had to say as part of her job to show how mentally ill her character was, im dating a maga supporter, i refuse to say anything about a current genocide despite being the most influential person in the world right now, i am a billionaire, i fly 13 minute flights and have the highest carbon emission of any celebrity, i am a known white feminist who only speaks about issues when it affects me and has constantly let my fans get away with extreme racism and even encouraged it by associating myself with known racists” swift call herself a tortured poet (her writing sounds like a bunch of thesaurus words slapped over gabba hanna and rupi kaur-esque poetry that was created purely as a trinket for an edgy pinterest board)
#anti taylor swift#like she can be problematic that’s okay#there are SO many problematic artists i like#but she’s not even that good#like read sylvia plath or virginia woolf or listen to LDR or fiona apple or mitski or lorde or boygenius or olivia rodrigo#aka her peers#and realise how much better they are#they truly write art because they have a compassion and rawness for it#whereas taytay only writes to get more money LOL#she’s so extremely privileged that her life is not at all relatable and now she tries to make it so#by romanticizing the most mundane#thats never been your brand babe now it’s going to sound like dogshit#GUTS by olivia rodrigo is better because it has such an intensity to it. liv means what she says and you can feel it!#fiona apple means what she says when she writes about begging her lover to love her back!#mitski means what she says when she writes that she is self destructive and puts herself in bad situations since that’s all she knows!#lana means what she says when she writes about her suicide attempt at 15 because of constant abuse from her mother and crippling depression#all of it such haunting and beautiful works because it truly comes from the soul and isn’t a cash grab#Anyway i’m so sorry virginia and sylvia and todd#todd anderson#AND JOE ALWYN#joe alwyn my favourite man ever#joe alwyn#dead poets society#anderperry#sylvia plath#virginia woolf#the bell jar#lana del rey#fiona apple#mitski
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what are your thoughts on Harumi x Kuai Liang (I need to see them in your art style)
To be completely honest with you, I’m still neutral to them- but he looked pretty happy in the recent trailers!
#kuairumi#kuai liang#harumi shirai#mortal kombat 1#I kinda always saw Kuai Liang as a lone uncle kinda character#so I think I need to get used to him being a different guy in this timeline#look if they can write him and harumi good.. then no problem I may start enjoying them#but for now it’s more like ‘oooh two pretty people they look nice together’#which isn’t a bad thing necessarily but it makes it hard for me to make art when I don’t have enough info on them as people/individuals#IM RAMBLING AGAIN#SORRY BYE#doodle#my art
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crop top gambit save me…save me crop top gambit
btw yes two of these are directly inspired by glen in nightmare on elm street ❤️
#actually the most suggestive art I’ve made. so this isn’t a normal occurrence for me sorry guys#may do more like this? weirdly enough it’s good anatomy practice#ANYWAYS!#Gambit..sighs dreamily#May be a lesbian but this man…#gambit i want you (in the most lesbian way possible)#put him in more crop tops please#gambit#remy lebeau#xmen 97#xmen#marvel#marvel comics#art#solart ☀️
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what do you mean this is full volume the song needs to be louder. I want my ears to bleed
#noahfinnce#rise and grind by noahfinnce#this song is genuinely sending me insane because it’s so good#it’s making fun of the whole ‘rise and grind’ culture and idiots like andrew tate#and the sound is just. 10/10#I want to plug my headphones directly into my brain#noahfinnce GUOTI#his whole new album goes insanely hard#sorry this isn’t good omens related but I’m sad so I can do what I want
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is it a hot take if i say fabian is like two steps away from becoming a theater kid
#bro was CRAWLING ON THE FLOOR and GROWLING im SORRY???#i mean. good for him good for him im glad he’s figuring his shit out#but like. damn#also this isn’t judgmental i am also a theater kid (adjacent at least)#dimension 20#d20#fantasy high#fantasy high junior year#fhjy spoilers#fabian seacaster#reese watches fantasy high
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Amusement park au
Damain and Tim try to sneak into the park after hours to investigate the mystery of the Darkstar park and resort only to get caught by the after hours security which happens to be some of Walker's goons. The next thing they knew Bruce was coming to pick them up
They try to brake out of the goon’s grasp, but the goons are strong. They get placed in a the park’s “jail” for troublesome guests. It’s surprising cozy, but there are bars blocking them inside the windowless room. They try multiple escape plans, all failing, before Danny himself comes over, unlocks the jail, and say that their dad is on his way to pick them up. Tim attempts to stop Damian from punching Danny, but fails. Bruce profusely apologizes for his kids’ actions, and Danny gladly accepts the apology payment he gets for the damages.
#danny phantom#dp x dc#dpxdc#anon ask#revenant prompted#amusement au#I’m tired lol sorry this isn’t that good#felt like I had to post this now before I forget tho. sry
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like five commissions would solve so many of my problems right now …. 🌀you want to commission me🌀…. 🌀you want to look at my pinned post and you want to commission me sooooo bad🌀…….
a few recent commissions ⬇️
been loving leaning into more illustration/poster work and would love to do more!!
#i’m like out of options LOL#like everyone else i’ve been applying to probably hundreds of jobs and like everyone else i can’t get SHIT#my options are 1) stay out here and suffer 2) beg my parents to help me move home and REALLY truly suffer (this one isn’t really an option)#or like 3) go lay in the dirt indefinitely idk i’m in over my head and i made a mistake moving but it’s too late to back out!#going home wouldn’t be good for anyone least of all me!#idk i feel like everyone is judging me for thinking i had it good then falling flat on my face anyways#i feel like it was some kind of sick joke that i finally for once felt stable and happy just to get it yanked away from me#and be worse off than before#sorry i’m really emotional because i’ve been going through it so hard for so long and i’m really exhausted#i hate getting on here and begging for work but idk what else to do right now#mine#arty art
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CHAPTER 22 SPOILERS FOR THE NEON VOID‼️‼️
Haha wdym no I didn’t read the chapter almost one month after it came out wdym that’s crazy haha
ANYWAYS NEON VOID BRAINROT ANYONE?? As usual a magnificent read what can I say @sugarpasteltmnt is SO SO talented after I read this chapter I stared off into space for like a solid minute before laughing hysterically like Leo because MY GOD the adrenaline rush is so real. What compliment can I say that hasn’t been said about this fic. It gives me such goosebumps and the action sequences are just. Muah. Breathtaking. I cannot wait to read the next chapter and keep up the good work!! /lh /all pos
(Clicks for Palestine!!!)
#my art#PLEASE TAKE UR TIME W THE NEXT CHAPTER#idw you to get burned out or anything#ur heath is the most important!#sorry this isn’t a full fledged drawing#I just read the newest chapter and completely blanked out#suddenly it’s 2am and the excited jitters in my brain finally calmed down#ur writing is like eating sour candy with a sweet aftertaste#SO GOOD#also is it weird that I have headcanons about ur fic??#hope it isn’t#but I like to imagine when Leo gets spastic his Krang eye goes haywire and shoots all over the place#same goes for his krang parts like it squirms and wriggles underneath the skin#Or when Leo is bored the sharp end of his tail will poke the ground rhythmically#HOPE YOU LIKE THE ART#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rotten#save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#The Neon Void#The Neon Void TMNT#TNV TMNT
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I’m sure that this is not a hot take and that a lot of people feel the same way but like…
The question “does it have spice?!🌶️🔥” makes me want to jump off a cliff. I’m out here looking for gothic book recommendations on Reddit, tumblr, and goodreads and WHY is this the first question so many people ask 😭
Look, I love erotica as much as the next person but come on. There have got to be other things that matter when recommending books or choosing to pick one up, my GOD.
#am I just old?#like am I being unreasonable?#I don’t want to blame booktok for this but I’m dying over here#and romance and spice are two different things#a lot of these spicy books are just straight up trash but people tout them as amazing romances#like excuse me?#if they’re having nasty sex within 50 pages it’s not romance#it’s not love at first sight either#it’s lust#Christ I just wanted a gothic book for fall and after I’ve been in a reading slump after finishing the shepherd king duology#don’t fucking recommend me haunting Adeline good GOD#anyway#if someone has a solid gothic recommendation pls send it my way#otherwise I’ll be forced to read Jane Eyre or Wuthering Heights and I am more of an Austen girlie than a Brontë girlie#sorry grandma pls don’t haunt me from the afterlife for that#booktok cringe#anti booktok#I don’t even know how to tag this bc I’m not even anti booktok#book recommendations#book recs#someone help me#personal#rant#half the time the spice isn’t even good#I get better smut from fanfiction#I need to clarify that I don’t care if you like spicy books#go off girly pop#but I am BEGGING for a modicum of self reflection#spice should not be the only reason you’re reading a book 100% of the time holy fuck
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it just occurred to me that some of you might have missed seeing american football player joe burrow’s suit this past june during paris fashion week, and it is my personal opinion that everyone see these images at least once in their lifetime, especially those of us with a shared interest in slutty clothes on men (fictional or otherwise). so here they are.
#not to assume!! i’m sure there are some tumblrinas into sports like myself who have seen these#but i’m just covering my bases here playing it safe#the perfect suit for a fictional character of your choice!!!#will this mean anything to anyone who isn’t me? not sure#i gasped when i first saw these images#number one bc i was like joe burrow is at fashion week? as i do like american football and was not expecting this move from him#and number two bc oh my GOD his BACK#sluttiest suit i’ve ever fucking seen#immediately i jotted it down in my head for later#i said i have so many fictional men i can put this on#anyways it was really groundbreaking for me#it might be in my head bc i like joe burrow personally but i hope this is life changing for u all as well#idk what to tag this??#just fictional men i think it would look good on i guess#and why not i’ll tag joe burrow bc i know there ARE joe burrow fans on this app just maybe not running in the circles i’m in#joe burrow#sam winchester#dean winchester#anakin skywalker#will graham#obi wan kenobi#obi-wan kenobi#bruce wayne#sorry bruce wayne was random lmao#idk everyone just tag hot ur own hot men#my post
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procedural - alhaitham
[random writing event] | requested by @crane1000
Being known as one of those more free-spirited sort, you were never one for schedules. It wasn’t that you had anything against them. You just found it difficult to devote yourself to doing things at a set time on a set day was rather constricting. So when you were hired to work as the Akademiya’s scribe��s assistant, you were in for a whirlwind of change. Alhaitham was scheduled. Procedural, even. And he made sure you were too.
With Alhaitham, work started at 9am sharp. After half an hour of reviewing his intray, he would start on drafting proposals, copying documents, and creating lists. It was your job to maintain and organize the many papers that passed through his hands. Lunch was taken at noon on the dot. After, you would be out and about passing correspondence, picking up new books from the House of Daena, and communicating with the other departments. Once 5pm hit, you were finally released.
Through everything, Alhaitham prized efficiency and efficacy above all else. And though it took time to get used to his spartan ways, you could see the value in following his work style. Everything made sense. That is, mostly everything. When you sat down and really thought about everything, though, you couldn’t help but feel that there was something… odd about the way he did a few things.
Ever since you started, Alhaitham began eating out for lunch almost everyday, always inviting you along. Which was weird because you heard he usually brought lunch made by his roommate. You didn’t think it was too strange at first. You were friends with Alhaitham during your student years, after all. He probably wanted to catch up. But to continue on for a few months…?
It didn’t help that you did much of the talking at lunch. Sure, you were extremely talkative, but you thought he’d surely get tired of listening to you ramble on by now. But no, no matter how much you babbled about, he’d always respond with some intelligent response showing he was listening to you all along. That wasn’t even considering the way he opted to sit next to instead of across from you. Were you that interesting to listen to?
Then there was the way he’d actually listen to and take the random advice you’d give. The new fountain pens upon his desk were suggested by you, as were the coffee beans he now used at home. He let you drag him to new restaurants at lunch and borrowed the books you raved about in the House of Daena. You never heard of him doing this for anyone else.
And lastly…
“Are you ready to go?”
“Yep! Just finished packing up,” you replied, standing up from your desk. “Let’s go.”
As that classes were finally finished for the day, the Akademiya was abuzz with students. In the back of your mind, you had no doubt that the streets of Sumeru City would only be busier seeing that most people were finally leaving work.
“You don’t need to walk me home,” you began with an apologetic laugh. “It’s probably going to take a while.”
“It’s fine,” he replied. “Besides, weren’t you the one that insisted on finishing your story earlier?”
“Oh, you’re right!” You exclaimed. “So what happened next was…”
As you chatted about the happenings and various gossip that managed to find their way into your nosy ears, at some point your hand found its way into his. It often happened seeing that the busy roads often pushed and shoved you about. And as kind as he was to help you, you couldn’t help but feel that it was, like all the other things, unnecessary.
“Why are you so nice to me?” You found yourself asking when you finally reached your home.
Though his eyes widened for a moment, they soon narrowed as he crossed his arms as if observing you.
“Isn’t it obvious?”
You paused in thought.
“Because you see me as a friend?” You asked curiously.
You were met with a long exasperated sigh.
“Sure, let’s say that,” he finally said as he turned to leave. “Rest well.”
As you waved him goodbye, you couldn’t help but let out a sigh to yourself. Oh well. You’ll figure out his secrets some other time.
#genshin impact#genshin x reader#my writing#alhaitham#alhaitham x reader#writing event#request#crane1000#OKAY I… I’M SORRY OTL#i know i told you i’d get up that kaveh fic but…#that prompt is beating the crap out of me#i’ve come up with so many possible ideas but can’t think up a good ending for any of them!!!#so you’ll have to wait longer i’m sorry ;v;#as for this fic it’s actually based on another fic i’m working on for alhaitham#sorry this fic isn’t as good as i’d like it to be esp after making you wait so long#thank you for putting up with me ;v; <3
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Cable management
#ottto#D3-C1#when ever Otto is in xer work outfit I ALWAYS FORGET THE GOOGLES!!#I added the googles like four months ago and I always fail to draw them IM SO SORRY#lamo finally drew a background that isn’t hills#fun fact this is Otto’s little work shop#hope you can tell the panel to the right is part of D3 insides#snow leopard#sfw furry#anthro#furry anthro#robot oc#robot girl#gosh I love these idiots#10/10 would trust Otto to organize my wires#artists on tumblr#art#illustration#my art#finished piece#digital art#2024 art#my oc art#also I dunno I think D3’s cable colors are so fun hehehe I’m going to make Otto munch on them#om lord still burnt out on drawing so good luck will never post ever again#also added scarring to Otto’s knuckles because I thought it made sense
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