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gummygowon · 2 years
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guys i want to write skater boy!yeosang x dancer!reader so badly omfg
i need everyone’s thoughts and opinions pls
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tyxaar · 3 months
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A compiled list of various severe crimes committed by one Mr Scar of the Good Times, exact counts pending. Cannibalism (Multiple counts) War profiteering Trading of Souls Grave robbing Fraud of multiple varieties Racketeering Arson (Like a lot of it) Unethical experimentation Acts of Terror Spiritual possession Contract killing Sale of human remains Ritual sacrifice Oathbreaking Violation of the real life Geneva Convention Deceptive marketing Kidnapping Desecration of a sacred place Whatever tf Area 77 had going on Insider trading Extortion Patricide Matricide Unsafe building practices Holy war Desecration of corpses Market manipulation Treason Tax evasion Murder (Lots and lots) Large-scale extreme vandalism Mass enviromental destruction Political corruption Identity fraud
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konaharts · 3 months
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alastor just wants to have a quick chat
(vox is fine, he'll walk it off)
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the-gayngel · 4 months
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i think it's time we consider destiel looking like current jensen and misha if we ever see the characters again. picture long ass hair and scruffy beards. old grumpy men looking like if you even breathe in the wrong direction they will give you a look so devastating that it might just wither you from the inside out. they're not dealing with any more shit after everything they've been through. and now they get to live out the rest of their lives unfiltered, authentic, and slightly grouchy while they age together.
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bratphilia · 5 months
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── ★ ˙ princess? whore  ̟ !! 
note ✧.*‎  written after copious amounts of convos with rhi about step-dad leon. i live and breathe for stepcest. my world makes no sense and then stepcest is there to guide it back on track. anyways i hope this kickstarts more revil asks especially leon bc i love that man to death.
pairing ✧.*‎‎ leon s. kennedy x reader
cw ✧.*‎‎ reader is of age and in college, step-dad!leon, stepcest, age difference, kinda voyeurism, groping, pussy slapping, squirting, clit rubbing, overstim, mocking, daddy kink, literal wedgie, spanking, multiple orgasms, doggy style, rough sex, name-calling, general degrading
taglist ✧.*‎‎  @kissingrhi @cemeteryry 
synopsis ✧.*‎ your step-dad finds you in your room with a boy's hand up your skirt and decides to teach you a lesson.
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the second leon pulls up in the driveway and sees an unfamiliar car parked in his usual spot, he knows something is wrong. very wrong. so wrong that a shitty feeling settles in the pit of his stomach, causing him to frown. someone in his house when you're supposed to be home alone only spells out trouble. 
so naturally, he goes and investigates. doesn't call your name when he walks in like he usually does. something tells him not to. the door closes quietly. he kicks off his shoes — per your mother's request to keep the floors clean — and pads upstairs. to his surprise, your door is cracked slightly open. it's usually closed. this is weird, and once again, he just gets an icky feeling that something is wrong. 
conveniently, the space between the door and its frame leaves enough room for leon to peer inside without having to open it any wider. and that's where he finds the source of that nasty feeling disturbing him. some boy, who looks to be about your age, has both of his hands under your shirt. from the way the imprint of his hands underneath the fabric looks, he's groping you harshly. no method, just pure lust and hunger. but, like the needy slut leon pegs you for, you're gripping the sheets of your lacy white duvet, moaning quietly. 
"you like that?" the guy asks you, pulling his hands out to pinch a nipple that earns a yelp from you. 
"mhm," you murmur, drawing out an 'ooh' with your mouth in the shape of an 'o.'
god fucking dammit. the way you moan always goes straight to leon's cock. apart of him says to just walk away and leave you alone. that is, until this boy's lips meet your own and his hand glides up one of your spread thighs to reach under your skirt. that's when leon's had enough. no one gets to touch you down there except for him. 
all respect of privacy goes out the window when leon swings the door open so hard it slams into the wall. "get your hands off of her," he says, voice low and threatening.
automatically, your legs snap shut and the guy's arm retracts, looking very fearful of leon. but he has the audacity to ask, "who the fuck are you?"
"who the fuck are you?" leon spits, "in my home, with your hands on my daughter. get out of my house."
the guy sighs, defeated. he turns to you, who's looking quite pale yourself, and says "i'll see you in class."
leon follows the guy out to the hallway, stands over the bannister and watches him close the door behind him. he can feel your eyes on him, and when he turns to face you, they're glossy with tears. "'m sorry, daddy. i can explain—"
but leon's too pissed to hear your whiny excuses. "no. i don't wanna hear it."
he walks over to you. nice and slow to keep you on the edge of suspense as he tells you, "you're a fucking whore, you know that? couldn't wait til daddy came home to get fucked? you had to bring some boytoy in here to do the job for me. and then what? did you expect him to do it better than me?"
"n-no." a tear slips down your cheek. "no, we've just been talking for awhile and—"
he holds a hand up to silence you. "what did i just say? i don't give a fuck about your excuses." 
you sniffle, more tears fall from your eyes. "daddy, 'm sorry. won't do it again, i promise."
he tsks at that. "you're really good at that, you know. repeating one phrase, my dumb little broken record." and then he mocks your voice by going up a few pitches, "daddy, daddy, daddy."
you sob, "stop it..."
leon ignored you and sits back on the bed, rests against your plushie of a duck that's fat enough to be used as a pillow. kiiroitori? who gives a fuck, he doesn't care. you turn around and watch him. spreading his legs to make room for you in the middle, he makes a face that suggests resting there is the most obvious thing in the world and pats the area.
you climb over to the place between his legs with another sniffle and assume correctly that he wants you to lay back against his chest. leon pushes the folds of your skirt up to rest on your tummy, not bothering to take it off and making no moves to take off your panties. he snakes his hand down to your panties. he can't see which one it is — your skirt's in the way, blocking his view — but he gets a feel around it and he can tell which one it is just by the itchy fabric. it's your pretty white, lace thong with flowers embroidered as the pattern. he knows you wear it to impress him even though they're "uncomfy" — in your words. it makes his blood boil to think you wore them for that guy. this asshole who doesn't deserve what leon's doing to you right now.
jealousy gets the better of him. he bunches up your panties and pulls real hard, the fabric getting smushed between your lips in a wedgie. "daddy," you whine desperately, drawing out the word. 
"mhm, keep fuckin' talking," he says like he's bored. you keep whining and he keeps tugging, and eventually it feels good. the burn of the fabric scratching you down there is honestly better than you could imagine. but with one last, long tug, he lets it snap against you, causing you to involuntarily close your legs and fall to your side on his lower abdomen. your reaction is what shocks him.
"does my little girl like it when daddy hurts her cunt? you wanna be abused down there, huh?" he asks with a smile that you unfortunately can't see, but there's delight evident in his voice.
you're breathing heavily through your nose, trying to compose yourself by wriggling back in the center of his legs. impulsively, leon brings his hand down to smack your pussy. you yelp, closing your legs around his hand. but with a strong grip, he situates your legs so they rest on the outside of his, leaving you nice and open for him. he smacks you again, hitting your clit with precision, but mainly just with a large hand that knows the area all to well. 
he smacks you over and over and over. you cry and jolt and whimper with every hit landed onto your poor cunt but he doesn't let up for even a moment. your incessant whining only encourages him more. you can feel your wetness pooling, molding your panties to become one with your pussy.
and then, with a particularly rough hit, you're cumming — no, squirting — through your panties. soaking the fabric, the sheets below you, his hand, and babbling incoherent words such as "oh my god" and "daddy" and "please." he goes harder and increases in speed to induce more of your cum insatiably.
"there you go, there you fuckin' go. just let it all out, yeah? you needy slut," he eggs you on, making you moan and flush at his words alone. 
when you've come down from your high is when leon pulls your panties to the side and begins to circle around your sensitive clit. "daddy," you whimper quietly. "no more. please."
"shut the fuck up," he says calmly. "you wanted to get fucked so badly so i'm giving you what you want, the right way." 
you didn't say anything after that, instead just flush impossibly deeper. he rubs your clit side to side. picks up his pace over time. he wonders if you can squirt again, but cumming for him twice is enough. you're biting your lip while you moan, squeezing your eye shut, shaking your legs. to no avail, there's just no getting away from his hand. you're trapped here, in this absolute mind fuck of a situation. literally. 
you don't end up squirting for him again, but you do cum. he collects the wetness that gathers at your weeping hole and sticks his middle finger in your mouth, sloppy and wet from dipping it inside of you. you taste yourself, that taste leon knows he can't get enough of. he wants to taste you right now, directly from the source, but you don't deserve that right now. for now, you're just a needy slut who tried to fuck some other guy, invited him into your bedroom willingly, almost let his hand up your skirt, and the thought just makes leon seethe, earning just one more slap to your clit. you cry out in surprise, a delicious sound that he basks in; he'll never get tired of it. 
"get up and bend over at the foot of the bed so i can fuck you," he whispers in your ear. on shaky legs, you get up and do what he says. pulling up your skirt isn't necessary as it rides up to give him perfect, easy access. 
he rubs the fat head of his cock up and down your slit. "think you deserve it?" he asks tauntingly.
you only sniffle and push backwards, desperately attempting to slip his cock inside you yourself. "uh-uh. i asked you a question."
"no," you say, sniffling again. "i don't deserve it."
"good girl. exactly what i wanted to hear," he says and slips it in. once he's bottomed out inside of you, he leans down to tuck a strand behind your ear and whisper, "bet you wanted to be taken like a princess on your princess bed, huh? wanted to be his little pillow princess, sitting back while he does all the work. but you deserve to get fucked like a whore by your daddy. i'm the only one who should be fucking you." 
"ohh," you moan, completely at a loss for words. how the fuck do you even respond to that.
with that, he starts thrusting. he doesn't slam into you in fast strokes, but every time he fucks into you he bottoms out. buries into you to the hilt, just how you like it. just like how he rubbed your clit, he eventually picks up the pace. 
the sound of his torso hitting your ass only adds to the noise. the bed rocks, not as violent as the way he's hitting it right now, but enough to creak. there's also the noises of your slick sliding against his dick, swallowing him and elongating every time thrusts back in. you're moaning and whimpering wildly, matching the sounds of his grunts and his dirty talk, muttering almost nonsense. you can pick up the words "slut" and "whore" though.
"tell me you're mine and you'll get to cum," he tells you. 
your face burns in humiliation. "i'm yours, daddy."
"are you going to bring another boy in my house?"
"n-no, won't ever happen again. i — ah — promise."
he nestles himself inside of you, kissing your cervix. rubs your clit nice and fast, side to side just like before. you babble "i'm yours" and "only yours" and "daddy" over and over as if it's a prayer as you cum around his cock. you clench so deliciously. he pulls out and shoots his load on your back. slaps your ass with his dick and then his hand for good measure. 
once you gain composure, you sit up on the bed, pupils dialated, look at him with doe eyes. "'m really sorry, daddy. never meant to hurt you."
"what-the-fuck-ever," he sighs and walks out the room. he needs a beer and smoke.
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Any good cute tentacle hentai/fanfic you recommend? I recently read one of your fics and it made me feel all warm :(
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hehe, i'm glad that you felt that way nonnie!! honestly considering writing actual standalone tentacle fics down the line, so it makes me happy that i've got people who also like tentacles ღゝ◡╹)ノ♡
tentacle hentai recs:
a tentacled romance. it does have impregnation and egg-laying but it's really wholesome!!
tentacle life. also has egg laying and pregnancy and it's pretty short but omg tentacles co-existing with their hosts and doing chore is so cute!!
newly married life with a tentacle. this one has nipple fucking which i'm not really a fan of but it's honestly a cute wholesome read <33
highly conscious tentacles. the idea of tentacles enhancing women's beauty and physical conditions with the only real setback being impregnation is honestly pretty neat
tentacles training. includes anal but i doubt that's gonna really bother anybody. this one was actually pretty funny and the girl being a tsundere about the tentacle making her feel good was so nice σ(*´∀`*)
tentacle fics recs:
a hidden gem. love the idea of an adult beach resort having tentacles from the ocean for their guests to enjoy and treating it like any other attraction
a walk in the woods. omg this one is what ultimately got me into tentacles, it's still just as good as when i read it back then. absolutely adore this one
slick it. god i love the idea of stumbling across a tentacle monster in the woods but it's all consensual and the sex is so good that you wanna come back later ╰(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)╯
grounded. an arknights one, and it involves skadi, so bit of a warning right there, but it all has a very underlying intimate undertone and a cute ending so i really like it. also it's for the girlies so i'm so happy to actually see female doctor content on ao3
intimacy with deepcolor. omg another female doctor fic, and it's another consensual tentacle fic. i've been recently using deepcolor a lot more, and even unlock her module, so this was a treat to read <33
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ratanarchist · 3 months
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buffy and spike in season 7 act exactly like a tumblrina and her assigned blorbo. buffy babygirlifies her problematic man because his cringefail personality has captivated her, meanwhile everyone around her goes hey remember when he killed a bunch of people? and buffy is like yeah but he's my poor little meow meow :(
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shrimparts-blog1890 · 3 months
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may we get apple and darling in switched outfits? 😻😻
HEHEHEHEHEHEH Darling is fighting for her life 💀💀💀
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clownpalette · 3 months
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I made the memes again!!! 😲😲 with almost all ocs this time! 💫💫
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robo-dino-puppies · 3 months
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some prettied-up screencaps of my new favorite trio
+ a bonus
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saffron-gold-stardust · 9 months
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Corvus gets his name.
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the-moon-files · 2 months
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Aaaaa yay, you updated for Linked Universe again! 🙏 And right when the hyperfixation was coming back for me, too 👀 
I was looking over your posts for LU, and if you don’t mind, I’d love to share some of my own random thoughts with you! I hope that’s okay 👉👈
After I read your “Humans aren't just round-eared Hylians?” post I have had,, many thoughts 👀 One random difference between humans and Hylians I thought about was the possibilities of varying strength,,, You briefly mentioned how Hylians seemed lighter than they seemed to Guide!Reader, and let me tell you, it was such a small detail, but I was transFIXED. I have this image of humans/Guide!Reader just being naturally stronger than the average Hylians - and it made me think of scenarios of the Reader just effortlessly hauling around two Links on their shoulders like sacks of potatoes- And them also picking up things that are supposed to be really heavy with ease! Like, Four would make a longsword, and Reader picks it up out of curiosity, expecting it to be really heavy, but it’s actually not that bad?? (Four in the background: 🧍)
If the Reader is already pretty strong (and maybe even has a profession in fighting, like a boxer or something,, [I might be projecting slightly—]), then ooo 👀 I can see there being this one time where a bunch of monsters ambush the Chain, and as everyone is fighting with the Reader giving them advice and whatnot, a Lizalfos managed to slip past everyone and sprint towards the Reader to attack them. The others are panicking because they won’t be able to reach the monster in time, but just as the Lizalfos raised its sword, one single punch from the Reader sent it flying back into the fray, knocking it into a Moblin. Reader is just standing there with their fist still in the air like “👁️👄👁️ h u h … whY ARE YOU GUYS STARING, YOU’RE STILL FIGHTING—”
In your newest post about the Guide!Reader’s voice, you mentioned how some entities could hear them, and I don’t know if he would, but I think it’d be kinda funny if Ganon and all of his other reincarnations could hear the Reader talking to Link- I’m not sure if he remembers his past lives, but if he does and hears/recognises Reader’s voice, I love the image of him thinking “Oh god, THIS guy again??” Because Reader WILL clown on him-
Dehydrated Ganondorf: *insert evil monologue here*
Guide!Reader: Uh-huh, sure, bold words for someone whose skin looks like a prehistoric riverbed. :|
Sage: *w he eze*
As I was writing all this, I had to think to myself, “Huh,, Guide!Reader doesn’t die when they fall into lava, aren’t really affected by harsher temperatures and winds, and also can swim against strong currents. They’re environment-resistant basically. But there’s bound to be at least one weakness to it all, right?” I did come up with said weakness, and I think it’s kinda basic, BUT one idea I had was that because Guide!Reader is so resistant to the natural elements of Hyrule, they are conversely quite weak to unnatural causes in turn. If they get injured, say they get cut with a knife by a Bokoblin, then that wound would take much longer to heal than it should. Any injuries that the Reader sustains in Hyrule are harder to heal (which I feel like could make some interesting angst,, 👀); their injuries would take more magic to completely heal them, or have more healing potions to drink. I also thought of the Reader being very vulnerable to any sort of poison- Like, if they get a pinch or two (or three) of strong poison in their system, they get knocked out for like two days 💀 
So basically, Guide!Reader is very resistant to the environment, possibly quite strong, but does not have any good constitution,,
[On another note, maybe it’s just a me thing, but I personally love the thought of Wind looking up to the Reader as like a big brother figure,,]
And also!! Happy birthday!! 🥳🥳🎉 As a way of procrastination, I’ve been compiling memes with Guide!Reader and the Chain because the brain rot is hitting HARD,, I can share it with you in the future if you like! /gen /pos And sorry if this is such a long post dkjfgndf-
NOT SOMEONE BEING HAPPY I UPDATED UwU
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ur ideas, ur compliments, ur bday wishes, etc. hitting me like^^
Sun: Masc!Reader (he/him) this will be default unless ppl specify otherwise! , Guide!Reader, Boxer/Martial Artist!Reader
Orbit: Headcanons-ish
Stars: Most Links of the Chain mentioned + Sage (Totk Link)! No focus/centric Link
Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: light cussing, & Trigger Warnings: none known.
Please comment if I missed any. /gen
In reference to This Post! Wait, Humans Aren’t just Round-Eared Hylians??
YOUR BRAIN>>>????!!!
This was such a yummy treat tysm for this, sharing is caring 🫶
I absolutely think Humans could be 10x stronger than Hylians, I mean if we base everything abt their universe off of Link weighing ~8 apples lmao
that means swords, armor, broadswords/claymores, battle axes, huge shields, if those weigh abt like fake swords/wooden ones back on earth to us, then i cant even imagine what canons/horses/tree trunks/boulders weigh 💀
like props on a stage weight rather than the real thing lmao
No but how many Links can you fit in one carry??
ok u got a heavier Link on your back, like Time, Twi or Wars, then Four/Wind/Hyrule/Legend (yes he’s light/smaller side, tho he may deny) in ur arms like one Link per arm, maybe 3 Links if you can like wrap ur arms around them
so like 4 Links total? well, Wind or Four r so light/small one could possibly ride on ur shoulders, so 5 LMAO??? that's like half the Chain already AHALJFAfJLL-
on another note,
I LOVEEE ganon being able to hear Guide Reader bc spent too long around them, also i originally based that off of characters who’ve shown they're meta/highly magical kinda (esp the meta part where they may have directly addressed players/broke 4th wall)
No bc Ganon would just be SO fed up by like, Wild’s time, it would literally be EXACTLY like what u said I’d imagine:
(u just playing the game and not realizing until later they can hear you)
Ganon: “ugh that blonde twink again, god when will this plan actually work-?!”
You: “eyyy, Ganon! omg, why’s he?? Hot??? damn, botw best ganon version fr”
Ganon: “you know what maybe you should just kill me right now, hero Link.”
(the thought of Ganon never being able to escape ur voice whenever Link was near him bc u didnt have a body to fight/kill, and instead he just had to deal with ur comments is SENDING ME)
changing subjects again sorry
YES!! that's the weakness/drawback I was thinking abt for Humans in Hyrule, while yes their environment isn't that effective on us, (i like to use “inside a video game” as the reason bc i think its neat)
humans are notoriously fragile in our own world already - we get sick, we get acid-reflux/throw up from bad food/food poisoning, etc.
so it makes sense we’d be more sensitive to this new environment, but even if we got adjusted,
we’re more external-proof, not internal-proof
(u know that's another reason why it works for Hylians and not Humans, we aren’t automatically healed by food, but their world does, and even in botw/totk when u have “dubious” food, its never inedible, its just useless to eat, so technically Hylians can kind of eat most anything off of that logic, like there is no such thing as “bad food” for them)
and u could take this either way tbh,
like we’re either entirely resistant to magic/dont take to it well bc our world didnt have it so potions/fairies don't work and we have to heal naturally
or just yeah, its like ur in a new country tbh, new germs/nature/food/etc. and u def cant guarantee u wont get a little sick from that
this would definitely include genuine poison!
bro the amount of WORRY the Links would feel after realizing the human guide guy who’s physically here now can barely handle their food??
Wild’s making a thorough list of what foods work for you and what don't, like safe foods to go back on, including recipes,
the way Time/Wars would absolutely be willing to take little detours/stop by towns more to make sure you have the right food you can eat,
and even tho Wild’s cooking, Sage is constantly testing for poison, like the dish itself, the herbs/plants, every ingredient needs to be extra safe even by Hylian standards (like not eating adventurous stuff like pufferfish or smth that could possibly have poison if cooked wrong/not enough etc)
that is to say, even if Wild makes a new recipe/other meal, he always has a backup safe meal to give you instead on those nights, and just way too many in general (yes he knows it doesn't buff ur health but he cant help his Hylians instincts to stuff the hurt person’s face with food ok??)
Hyrule! Is!! Losing!!! It!!!!
he has all the healing magic in the world and the one man he wants to help the most, for keeping him from being lonely on his adventure/looking out for him/being on his side no matter what, now he finds out he can’t even help them??
mans would literally keep trying to heal u til he’s drained it all out to just try and get the wound to close, if u didnt stop him
U get injured for the first time, and while a bruise/cut taking weeks to heal (depending on how bad) is normal to you, Hyrule + lowkey everyone is Freaking Out
Wounds DO NOT take weeks to heal?? They take hours at most??? Dude, are you dying-
(Wind got elbowed for that one, purely bc he voiced Sky/Hyrule/Wild/Twi paranoia out loud lol)
that is going with the version ur mostly unaffected by magic, but u could also do the human thing where we get adjusted to things over time (at least more than nothing), including food/sickness
The way All the Links just surround you or outright don’t let you come into crowded parts of town so ur poor immune system wont make u sick again 😭
on the bright side they'd all get rlly good at preventative measures like this, and taking care of sick you lol
(yes, u bribed Wind to get little bro cuddles when ur sick, it wasn't hard, he sees u as the most genuine bigger bro probably bc ur likely hte most affectionate out of all the Links)
(should I get into cultural differences between humans/hylians like humans being more openly cuddly/affectionate? like how in humans are space orcs fandom they acknowledge its unusual for us to “packbond” so easily to so many different species? and how this could possibly apply to not only Hylians but any Friend-shaped creatures across the Hyrules?? ..nah. I’ll save that for another post)
AND YES!! feel free to shoot rambles/thoughts/not even requests my way! Id love to talk abt it or just post it for the world to marvel at too lol
ohh mY God;; YOU HAVE MEMES FOR THIS?? PLEASEEEE SHOW ME????
thank you for this, srsly /pos
Peace out,
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rainbowdelicsunshine · 4 months
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Hey guys, I'm super bored and in need of people to talk to so please go by my inbox if you can!
Thank you!!
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glitchyko · 18 days
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Brain: Hey, you like worms?
Me: What?
Brain: Do you like worms?
Me Why are you asking me if I like-
Brain: *slaps down this boy*
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Me: Agh damnit
Brain: But wait! There’s more! *pulling out lamb and Narinder and yellow cat*
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thatdeadaquarius · 15 days
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Your writing is so amazing! 😲
You mentioned that you like people sharing blurbs so I thought I’d share one!
In Sagau I imagined the statues of the creator to have an aura around it. Like it changes depending on their mood. so sometimes people will visit the statues to feel closer to the creator or to talk to the statue. It would be customary to visit the statues when one is really happy to share their happiness with the creator. Which would cause little bursts of happiness within the creators everyday life.
I just thought it was a sweet headcanon to share! I hope you have a good day!
AHH this got buried in my asks :'(
GOD UR SO SWEET IM SO SORRY I DIDNT SEE THIS FUCK ME-
This gif is what it feels like when ppl send me little snippets or blurbs fr:
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Just 😭😭😫😫😫🤲💌💌💝❤️‍🔥💖💔💕💗💝💘💓💞💗✨️
Thank you so saying that about my writing 🥺<333
this is actualy the best headcanon, i love worldbuilding stuff like this, like reader having statues/how ppl treat them/emotive statues like?? genius??
idk if yall are into the ship, but the worldbuilding in this zhongli/childe fic goes so hard, and this kinda reminded me of how the author descibed genuine/"filling" offerings to the gods being like, less of a business transaction and more of a, "i got so happy seeing all the flowers i handmade a flower crown just to share it with you!" and THATS what you give a god to give them a satisfying meal
EDIT 4/10/24: SORRY I FORGOT TO PUT FIC NAME AND LINK HERE YA GO <3
anyone that being all said i like to take ur headcanon in that way, where ppl make a song or something w/lots of emotion (usually positive) and send it ur way as an offering <3
THANK U AND SORRY AGAIN FOR NEVER REPLYING,
Safe Travels Pebbles,
💀♒
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TINY POST BUT PLS FEAST UR EYES UPON THEIR CUTE HEADCANON BELOVEDS <33
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im-657-mv · 8 months
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under the moon
yandere hannibal x reader
word count: 876
The lucid moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the quiet city streets. But deep in the shadows where the darkness weeps, conceals a man of true vigor and intellect. A man of passion that no one truly understands, no one will. He stalks through the very shadows he creates ignoring all but one. You.
Hannibal's love has grown reaching new depths he's sure no one else has before. Only he can love you as much as the sun loves the moon, as much as the stars must conjoin with the night sky. It was insatiable like a carnivorous hunger that consumed both his thoughts and actions. He knew it was dangerous and he had tried to suppress what he called his natural instincts, but his appetite only increased. Tonight was the night that will bookmark the ages. Tonight was when he would finally take matters into his own itching desires.
His gloved hand delicately traced the outline of your apartment door lock, his fingers dancing over the cold metal with a perverse intimacy yet unknown to you, yet. Slowly a sinister smirk made its way across his dimly lit face as he thought of your naive sense of safety. A fickle thing such as a door lock keeping all the evil seemingly at bay, how innocent.
With a deft flick, the lock yielded to his touch, and he slipped inside, the darkness of the room enveloping him with a sense of familiarity. Immediately his nose clung to the scent of your natural aroma that engulfed him, a fragrance that sent a chilling shiver down his spine. Hannibal moved with a predator's grace, his steps silent against the floor. The faint radiance of the moonlight filtered through the curtains, blessing him with an uncanny shadow that he could move across.
As he made his way through your apartment, Hannibal's gaze fell upon the multitude of photographs that adorned the walls. Images of you in various stages of your life prior to him. He stood still, frozen, looking at your life that stared back at him, your eyes seemingly following his every move. He reached out, his fingers brushing up against the cool glass of the frame as if trying to desperatly bridge the gap between himself and you.
A sinful smile curved his lips as he continued his exploration, his eyes drawn to a doorway that led to your devout bedroom. With each step, his heart raced with a mix of excitement and anticipation. He knew he was crossing a line, but the thrill of his own audacity fueled his every move.
Pushing open the bedroom door, Hannibal's breath caught in his throat. There you lay in a peaceful slumber, your chest rising and falling in a rhythmic pattern appearing to sink up with his own. The moonlight watered through the window casting an ethereal glow over your features. Hannibal's pulse quickened, his fingers yearning to touch, to possess.
He approached the bed with a quiet reverence, his fingers tracing the curve of your jawline, the contours of your lips. His touch was a paradox, gentle yet possessive, humane yet sadistic as if he could claim your very essence through his caress. As Hannibal's fingers danced over your exposed skin, he reveled in the sensation, a heady rush of desire and obsession.
But he wasn't content with a simple touch, he deserves more. Slowly, he withdrew a small, gleaming blade from his pocket, the metal glinting in the moonlight blessing you. He held his breath, his heart pounding in his chest, as he brought the blade closer to your skin.
With meticulous precision, he made a shallow incision along the curve of your collarbone, a delicate line that blossomed with a trickle of your holy blood. You stirred slightly in your sleep, a soft sigh escaping your lips. Hannibal watched and lay witness to your presence, eyes wide with a twisted fascination as the blood welled up and flowed along the path he, God, has carved.
A sickening mixture of horror and delight coursed through Hannibal's veins. He leaned closer, instinctually, his lips hovering just above the wound, his breath mingling with the metallic scent of blood, your sacred blood. It was almost too much, the temptation to taste, to possess you even more intimately was irresistible. If you were just another person he would've killed and eaten you by now, but you were no animal for slaughter. You deserve life. You deserve his guidance, you needed it. You needed his eternal love.
He drew his lips to your mark, his mark, and painted his tongue red, cherishing in the feeling of obsession. Hesitant he withdrew his mouth from your wound, leaving behind nothing but a faint red mark. He had to step back before he decided something impulsive, something that wasn't planned until later in your destiny. His heart continued to race with a mix of triumph and euphoria. He had left his mark on you, a testament to his love and devotion.
With one final lingering look at your sound asleep figure, Hannibal slipped back into the shadows, leaving behind the darkness of his desire and the undeniable truth that he would do anything to keep you within his grasp.
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