#which you will uvu

[despairforme]

Do your eyes do this.

Maybe....

[quietlyblooms]

the serotonin levels are OFF THE CHARTS!!!

[tvrningout-a]

a lil note about muses on here!! i’m going to reduce the amount of muses on my roster, removing characters i rarely use. this may include muses that we write together, but please don’t worry!! i’ll still write these muses with my partners who currently have dynamics with them; they will just no longer be available to the general public and will not be listed on my roster.

i’ll be honest and let y’all know that my focus has drifted away from kny a great deal, and that will be reflected when i edit my roster. most kny muses will be moved to the tertiary list, removed, or reworked for another fandom. i apologize bc i know this will be disappointing for some of you, but i need to make some changes so this blog feels neater and more accurately reflects where my interest lies. i don’t think this comes as a surprise tbh? but still i know it’s not what some people want to hear.

all that said, i do understand if you want to break mutuals — no hard feelings whatsoever!! but i hope we can figure out new dynamics and continue having fun smushing our dorks together if you stick around 💜

[magnusmodig]

after-action patch-up starters / @starseized

╰┈➤ "You did well out there, but you're not invincible. Let me help." ( from steve ! )

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 a long one. chasing down the many agents of HYDRA was no small task. they knew well the ins-and-outs of their territories , and claimed vestiges of the tesseract's power. THEY WERE RESILIENT as humans ever were , and so loki's scepter remained unaccounted for. with such power still held firmly in the clutches of FIENDS it had been of ill consequence to thor the lengths to be taken to ensure its RECOVERY.

so perhaps this time about , spurred in no small part by his own fire-wrought visions , thor had been a bit more RECKLESS than usual.

and the battle had been glorious for it. together , the avengers had had driven HYDRA into the depths. thor had laughed and shared in his companion's REVELRY as he had held the line in a FLURRY OF WINDS , AND THE FURY OF LIGHTNING. this time , their enemies had fled all but SCRAMBLING for safety. but the scepter still remained MISSING.

thor had spared them his worry for it. but his FRUSTRATION had been palpable on the ship ride back. soon enough , thor had disappeared from the main hangar of the carrier. SLIPPED AWAY as the conversation had veered off between barton , natasha and stark.

rogers had found him in the med-bay , slowly , methodically fussing with a dislocated shoulder , and a healing , open wound ripping up the side of thor's abdomen. it was not the first time that thor had been sought out by any one member of the team. and still , thor found himself searching rogers with all the mild - mannered wariness of fox circling a hound.

silence reigned. . .

until , finally , thor dipped his head in acknowledgement. this , punctuated by a low grunt. the door whizzed shut behind rogers , but it seemed entering was about the only acquiescence his teammate was allowed for now. thor's body angled part-way aways , hands thumbing through the propped-open tin of a midgardian FIRST - AID BOX. stubborn as ever. stubborn , stubborn , stubborn.

"You did well out there, but you're not invincible. Let me help."

airlessly , thor laughed. ❝ contrarily , my friend , i have not said that i am. ❞ thor's lips curled tersely around a grimace as he relaxed his shoulders and methodically worked his shoulder back into place. but feeling it ill-mannered to leave steve's offer of kindness on such an uneasy note , thor TRIED AGAIN. this time , with a teasing twinkle in his eye.

❝ i just heal faster than you. ❞

[chimeric-art]

Intertwine

Bunny belongs to @miss-mossball <3

[tvrningout]

🍪 📫!

my experience in the rpc | @fanaticist was curious!

🍪 my favorite roleplay memory

hmm it's honestly really hard to pick just one! our writing the turn of events with judy's death and reincarnation and yu finding her on the street one day -- that's one of them! i still wanna yell and cry about it tbh!! i also cherish the thread i had with @violetueur's muse nicolette and my k.aigaku in which nico found him to bring him home. the development?? chef's kiss!! honestly, there's a lot of good memories from my time in the k.ny fandom :' ) and every so often, i think about last year on pocky day when chiyo, stubborn as a mule, refused to back down from the pocky game and had a kiss stolen from her asdf just!! there's a lot of memories of getting hyped and emotional with friends over our silly characters, so it's impossible to choose just one! i'd have too many paragraphs if i listed it all :' )

📫 my favorite type of ships

oh man, i think the sort of ships in which one or both of them annoy each other, yet they're so in love regardless :' ) i love the banter and bickering and contrast of those moments to when they're gentle with each other. the playfulness that usually accompanies these ships just gives me a serotonin boost and makes writing them very fun! and since i'm indecisive, my other favorite is when one part of the ship is soft only for their loved one. they might come off rough or callous to everyone else, but for that one person, they find themselves doing stuff they wouldn't normally do. that person makes them care. not only is it cute, it's usually a development heavy ship, and i will always foam at the mouth for those asdf

[balladccr]

totally wasn't mysteriously absent all day yesterday for any particular reason (Wonderful. Has everyone shut up, now?)

[despairforme]

Would nnoitra enjoy asmr videos? Any sounds he would like or hate?

❝ I dunno what those are. ❞ He'd been asked about them before, so MAYBE it was time he checked them out? Clearly, "asmr videos" was something people thought he would enjoy. Nnoitra mostly liked for things to be quiet. What kind of sounds did he actually like? Well, what kind of sounds he hated was easy. He hated high-pitched sounds and noises. Something about them was just incredibly annoying and off-putting to him. They gave him an unpleasant feeling all the way to his bones. That was probably how people felt about nails against chalkboards or whatever, huh? Sounds he enjoyed though... Let's see... The rustling of leaves was nice. The sound long grass made when it was windy. The crack-crack sound of small twigs when you walked through the woods. He also liked crunchy sounds. Like when you crushed a dried leaf with your hand. Seemed most of the sounds he enjoyed were tied to nature. No surprise there.

[quietlyblooms]

open to mutuals | in which chiyo bumps into your muse ♡

she sits upon a wicker armchair, curled up with a drink that she isn't really nursing anymore -- whoever made it went a little too heavy on the alcohol for her taste. still, it gives her something to quietly fidget with as she steals a moment of quiet on the small balcony. chiyo knows by now that she's not the best at parties where she hardly knows anyone. it's difficult to make small talk with people who won't care to remember the conversation tomorrow, difficult to care to make the effort.

still, she keeps trying. she's trying to be better, more social. her art is fulfilling, but it's poor company.

the sliding door all but slams open as a small group rushes out, one of them immediately getting sick over the side of the balcony, and chiyo doesn't waste a second. she's back inside the house before any of them realize she was there, sighing at the interruption as she makes her way back downstairs. so much for a quiet moment.

only a few steps from solid ground, chiyo's foot slips on something wet and sends her stumbling right into someone. luckily for them both, chiyo catches the railing and their shirt in a death grip just in time; luckily for her, she recognizes the person she almost pushed down the stairs.

a genuine albeit embarrassed smile stretches across her flushed face, eyes lighting up. " oh, thank god, " she breathes. " this would've been so much worse if you were a stranger. "

[tvrningout-a]

i should've switched to writing original stuff ages ago bc i could've been overcoming writer's block if i did :' )

[candycryptids]

Pain and suffering and struggling but also much learning :/ weighting eyelashes is such a pain in the ass but for my first thing I’m working on weighting and fine tuning it’s. Not too bad. Part of the problem might be the eyelids anyways 🤦

[mashed-potato101]

If you could give Malleus a different nickname other than Hornton or Tsunotaro in book 3, what would it be? Remember, during this time in-game, the main character, aka you, doesn't know who Malleus is.

This could go both ways for me; I am terrible at giving names or nicknames. So I could see myself calling him Buddy. Although, a part of me is willing to call him... Something more silly. Okay now hear me out:

Calling Malleus something that is non-horn-related will make everyone’s reaction more funny or so. For example, during book 5, Riddle, Trey, and Cater were curious about your mysterious Diasomnia friend. In one of the options, you tell them it’s Hornton/Tsunotaro, which they instantly knew who this person is.

BUT, if you give Malleus a different nickname that doesn't have any horn related in it, they wouldn’t know.

Cater: So, who’s this Diasomnia friend of yours, Mc?

Mc: Billy Bob

Cater, Riddle, Trey: ...

Riddle: Billy... Bob?

Mc: Yeah, he never gave me his name and said I get to call him whatever I want

Lilia: *Smiles as he mentally laughing at the ridiculous name*

And what about after Vil’s overblot?

Mc: Oh, hey BabyGirl.

The VDC group: B A B Y G I R L !?!?

Malleus: UvU

So yeah that’s all, I’m just curious on what you’d call him first…

[furiarossa]

A thing that is absolutely lovely about being in a nice, cozy Discord server is that the creative juices really get flowing when you have other people that you can round robin ideas and comments with until it snowballs into something new.

Sooo, in honor of FOP A New Wish, here's a Danny Phantom AU in which Vlad, Maddie, and Jack are Danny's three fairy godparents sharing a single wand, which of course spells trouble in bold letters ✨ Also, later on Dani gets created artificially as a young teen by Vlad, since fairies are forbidden from having babies naturally, but that spawns her anti-fairy counterpart, Dark Danny! Is he Anti-Dani here, technically? Inad? Oh well. What's certain is that they're all fairly odd UvU

[Oh, and a lot more of our Danny Phantom fanarts: Here’s our tag!]

★ FurAffinity|Deviantart|Commission prices|Tapas|Pillowfort★

[anemptypuddingcup]

🌹ace + hunter/hunted

Also uvu happy vday I hope you have a good day

Ooooh! Interesting kink choice!

A rose for:

Portgas D. Ace W Predator/Prey!

“Oiiiiii~ Where are ya m’little slutty lamb?~”

The sound of Ace’s voice echoed throughout the house as you hear his bare yet heavy footsteps press along the floorboards. You trembled there behind your shared bed in excitement yet nervousness, hearing his footsteps move closer and closer to you.

The door slowly creaks open and you hear him step in before humming out curiously.

“Where are you baby? I know ya in here~”

Your breathing was shaky but it was a bit too loud, which gave away your place to Ace.

He slowly crept up onto the bed before he peeks down at you before smiling widely.

“I found youuu~”

You freeze in place and slowly look up to see Ace peering down into your eyes, a hint of lust and yet hunger deep in his eyes.

The feeling of his strong hands gripping your arms makes you yelp out before he pulls you up into his arms, his lips pressing against yours so hungrily but needily.

..

“Mmgh~ Aceeee~” You gasp out his name so sweetly, his hands clawing at his your hips and back as he roughly thrust his cock in and out of your pussy. You whine out shakily as you held on tight to his larger frame, your legs wrapping tight around his hips while you clawed at his shoulders.

His hands moves from your hips and up to your breasts, gripping them both before latching his mouth onto both of your nipples. You huff out shakily and bite your bottom lip tightly, your toes curling as the pleasure of his mouth against your sensitive buds and his cock inside of pussy made you melt easily beneath him.

He glides his tongue along your nipples and areola before humming out and licking his lips, his ravenous eyes looking deep into yours with lust and somewhat a hint of love.

“Lemme eat ya up little lamb~ M’gonna eat the fuck outta you~”

[tvrningout]

y'all remember when i said maybe cyrillo dies?? i take it back. he's faking his death and retiring to some village by the sea bc i said so uvu

[vin-taege]

Chishiya x reader fic at The Beach where Kuina makes the three of them play “put a finger down” (she ships y/n and chishiya)

Fair Game (m)

Summary: Perhaps you got too competitive over a drinking game, but in your defense, Kuina started it.

Genre: fluff, suggestive themes, gets a little smutty in the end lmao

Pairing: reader x chishiya; platonic!reader x kuina

Words: 1.9k

Note: I got carried away uvu this was supposed to be just fluff but oh well. Part 2 is out now, which you can read here!

"Come on! We deserve a rest night after that spades game," Kuina poured your cup full of beer despite your complaints. Chishiya stared into his own glass with no intention of ever touching it.

Kuina slung an arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to her before she raised her glass up. "Kampai!"

"Kampai," you said with forced enthusiasm. You didn't want to put a damper on her mood, so you brought the glass up to you face and tipped it just enough for the cool liquid to touch your lips. After a few seconds, you pulled away, licking the sticky residue off. Chishiya chuckled softly when you grimaced.

You turned your head slightly to Chishiya's side, sticking a tongue out at him. He reciprocated with an eyebrow raise.

Kuina took no notice. Instead, she opted to grab a handful of chips and munched happily on them. Her chatter filled the room in between mouthfuls.

As much as you tried to pay attention to what she's saying, your mind couldn't help but drifting off to he blonde next to you. He would offer a hum or one-worded responses every now and then, but his eyes were lost far in the distance. You wondered what was going on inside his mind—what plans were being concocted. He had offhandedly mentioned wanting to steal the cards, but you weren't sure if he was being serious. Then again, Chishiya wasn't the easiest person to read.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped towards you.

The corner of his mouth turned up into a small smirk—his ego undoubtedly fueled after catching you in the act.

"Hey, can the both of you stop eye-fucking each other next to me?"

You whipped your head towards Kuina, a deep blush fiercely filling your cheeks. With your head turned, you didn't notice the tip of Chishiya's ears tinting red.

'We weren't—"

"You guys are no fun to drink with," she pouted. "I'm bored. And we haven't gotten through the case yet."

"Kuina," Chishiya mused, speaking clearly for the first time tonight. "You knew what you were getting yourself into. _____ and I aren't exactly the life of the party."

"No, no. I think its because I sense a bit of..." she paused, pouring herself another glass. "...tension!"

By the way she giggled, you knew the tipsiness was starting to creep in. There was a mischievous glint in her eyes. "As this group's designated cupid, I propose a fun activity for all of us!"

"And by us, you mean just me and Chishiya?"

"Exactly! It's no fun if the host joins in the games," Kuina repoured both your glasses, much to your mutual disappointment. "Trust me, you need to be tipsy for this to be fun."

"I can only think of things going downhill from here," Chishiya stretched his arms upwards. Kuina grimaced, throwing some crushed chips against him. Chishiya didn't even blink.

"Okay!" She clapped her hands, the loudness making you flinch. "Do you guys know the game 'put a finger down'?"

"Oh shit," you muttered, immediately downing the shot. "Here we go."

"Gameplay is simple! Put a finger down if the statement is true for you. The last person who puts all fingers down wins."

To your surprise, Chishiya straightened in his seat. He leaned forward, propping his elbows on his knees. Reaching over, he grabbed his glass, taking a big gulp of beer like it was nothing. "So a heart game?"

"Shut up, no game talk tonight. No scheming, no cards. Now put your hand up!" She frantically waved her hands upward.

Hesitantly, you held your open hand up. Chishiya followed suite a few seconds later. Truthfully, you didn't know what Kuina had planned—or why you were playing this stupid game in the first place.

But hey, this might be a way to know the elusive man better. Plus, a part of you was curious of how this would turn out.

Kuia beamed at your willingness. "Okay, we'll go easy on the first round. Put a finger down if you'd been in a game with someone you were attracted to."

"I thought you said no game talk," Chishiya deadpanned.

"Chishiya, I will cut your hair off in your sleep."

Despite the eye roll, he held the snarky reply back. He slowly looked over to you, your own gaze avoiding his. The both of you were waiting for the other person to make a move, and it looked like no one would budge.

"Fucking hell, give me this," you groaned, reaching over for the beer bottle. Taking a big swig, you put a finger down.

Sure, you were in multiple club and diamond games with Chishiya. But you didn't need to specify who you were attracted to. By all means, it could have been Arisu. Or Tatta. Yeah, Tatta was an attractive gentleman and a formidable love interest.

Kuina's smile grew wider. She turned her attention to Chishiya, looking on at him expectantly.

He hummed, curling a finger down. Your heart was pounding, but you didn't know why. Could it be you? Surely not. Chishiya never made any romantic advances nor gave hints of his attraction. But he also wasn't the type to be expressive about these things.

"Nice! See, this isn't so bad," Kuina refilled her glass and Chishiya's. "Okay. Put a finger down if you've pined over someone before."

You mulled this over. Did you pine over Chishiya? You've thought about him a lot, but only as a friend. Well, except those times where you've imagined how his hair looked all tousled in the morning, or how you've fantasized about his lithe fingers dancing on your skin, or how his lips always looked so inviting and soft.

Shit. Was this pining?

Chishiya saw the hesitation on your face. He murmured, "Whatever you're thinking of, if you're thinking of it that deeply, the answer may be yes."

You gave an annoyed sigh, putting another finger down. After taking a long drink, you cheeks were starting to feel warmer.

"You shouldn't be drinking that much that fast," he said cooly. He swiped the bottle, taking a drink out of it as well.

"What are you drinking for? You're safe this round." you spouted bitterly.

"For the future," he grinned back.

Kuina was barely containing her excitement. She was dying to get down her line of questions. Without wasting another second, she passed you a second bottle. "Put a finger down if you've ever been in love."

Now it was Chishiya's turn to have second thoughts. Love was a broad term. Did he care about you? Yes. Would he take a bullet for you? Maybe. Did this mean he was in love? Debatable.

He glanced over at you, surprised to see a third finger down already. You held his stare, challenging him to answer. He huffed, moving his second finger halfway down.

"That doesn't count!" you complained, looking towards Kuina for reassurance. "Only definite yes or no's."

"You could say I'm in the process of it," Chishiya retorted. "It's not my fault you're losing this game."

You gasped dramatically. It might have been the alcohol talking, but before you knew it, a couple of choice words slipped out your mouth.

"Bullshit! I'm losing only because I'm not in denial or whatever. I'm telling the truth, right Kuina?"

The wide-eyed girl stuttered, struggling to get a response out before you cut her off.

"And these questions are all aimed at me anyway. This game is rigged! So Shuntaro, we're playing it my way now. Fair game. We take turns with the questions."

His eyes darkenedat the name, a devilish smirk growing on his face. "Fine. This round doesn't count then."

"Wait a minute-" Kuina tried to butt in, panicking a little after her game has been hijacked.

"Put a finger down," you talked over her before pausing for dramatic effect. "If you've dreamt of me."

Chishiya was a light sleeper. His body clock had adjusted to the nature of his work—him being on call meant more patients and less rest. But there were rare times he did fall into a deep sleep. Usually when he was especially tired that day. And during these times, he dreamt.

This happened only once in the Borderlands. It was after a diamonds game, which he admittedly wouldn't have gotten out of if it weren't for your quick thinking. That was the night he dreamt of holding your hand.

But he'll never divulge this specific dream to anyone. He'll take it to his grave.

He put a definite second finger down. "Yeah, I've dreamt of pushing you off the rooftop."

You snorted, not buying his bluff. His eyes trailed towards the beer bottle again. His body moved before he could think, and by then he has taken another drink using his free hand. "My turn."

"Put a finger down if I've made you blush before."

Sighing, you put a third finger own again. "Blushing doesn't always mean something good, you cocky loser."

"There's only one loser here and they're sitting next to me," he laughed.

You grabbed a throw pillow, repeatedly smacking it against his arm. Chishiya's laughter grew louder. You paused—this was different. This was the first genuine and unfiltered laugh you've heard from him. Was the alcohol finally getting to him? Or could it have been that he was genuinely enjoying this.

Kuina froze as well, noticing the same thing.

"Yeah well, go put a finger down if I've made you hard then. Ha!" You were fired up. You wanted to stick it to him. He can't just treat you like a silly child all the time. You were independent and capable and losing your train of thought when you saw him put a third finger down without breaking eye contact.

A tense silence ensued. Your mouth hung agape, hand stuck forming a peace sign in the air as you stared at Chishiya's hand. Kuina sipped her beer silently, eyes darting back and forth between you both. Chishiya broke the silence.

"Put a finger down," Chishiya began, voice lower, tone almost taunting. "If you ever came to the thought of me."

You locked eyes, neither wanting to back down. Your eyebrows knit in determination, but you were stumped. What the hell were you supposed to do?

"Okay guys, maybe we should give the hosting back to me," Kuina nervously chuckled, feeling like she's witnessing something she shouldn't. "Let's go back to the original question. Have you ever been in love?"

No answer.

Chishiya's gaze pierced you through his hooded eyes. You leaned closer to him, narrowing your eyes.

"Guys?" Kuina's smile slowly dropped. Fuck, maybe the game worked a bit too well. "Well look at the time, I've got to get going.".

She stumbled out the room, tripping over her platforms. She hadn't even closed the door when she heard a soft thud. Turning her head in time, she saw you leap onto Chishiya, the blonde catching you with open arms.

You didn't hear the door click shut, nor notice her leaving. The only thing you were focused on was Chishiya's lips against yours.

He kissed you hungrily, gripping your waist with his hands and pressing your crotch against his. He flipped you over, pinning you between him and the couch. Grabbing your legs, he pulled you harshly closer to him, making you slide down the cushions.

Your lips connected once more, hands tangling in his hair.

"You lost," he rasped in between kisses.

"Shut up and make me cum, loser." You rolled your hips against his.

At the back of your mind, you hoped that you wouldn't forget to thank Kuina in the morning.