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andreafmn · 7 months
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Kinktober ⛓️ Day 5
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Word Count: 3.5K Paring:  Loki Laufeyson x Fem!Reader Prompt @kinktober2023: Collaring WARNINGS: SMUT 18+ (minors DNI),  oral sex (female receiving), vaginal fingering, p-in-v sex, first time, mentioned cheating, referenced death
Summary: There weren't many things that Loki could call his. Most of what he had had been a consolation prize or simply a result of Odin's manipulation. Except (Y/N). She belonged only to him.
A/N: I know I didn't post day 4 but that's because I haven't finished it and I'm having a lot of trouble finishing it. I also know I posted this one after day 5 (at least where I'm at) but it's posted, and I said there were days I'd be late. Anywho, enjoy! 😈😈
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There weren’t many things Loki could say that were just his. His parents weren’t his, the kingdom wasn’t his, not even his childhood had been his. Everything he had came from the manipulation of Odin or a discard from Thor. Even his precious powers had been practiced in an attempt to level the playing field with his brother in a battle that was never his to win.
Except (Y/N). 
The Vanaheim princess had resided in the Royal Palace of Valaskjalf from a very young age. Her betrothal to the blond prince an agreement that had been decided before they had been born. Internal royal affairs were not the business of the children, and the decisions were taken without their consent. But being princes and princesses, they knew there were things they had no say in. It was for the good of their kingdoms, and that was that.
But no one had expected that the girl’s heart would align with the heart of the adopted Jotunheim prince. Regardless of her inevitable marriage to his brother, (Y/N) couldn’t help her inclination toward the raven-haired Frost Giant. His mischievous nature and sly tongue won her over swiftly, first as friends and, as they grew, as something a bit more. 
Yet, neither of them could act upon their feelings. Not while her marriage to Thor was in effect. All they could do was long for each other through lingering stares and hushed conversations. And for the longest time, that’s what they believed the rest of their lives would be like. Her love was something else that would never be Loki’s. 
The morning of Thor’s coronation had been the announcement of their wedding. Although everyone in the land already knew of the betrothal, the royal declaration of the union cemented a marriage that would never be broken. Not that Loki would ever allow that to happen. 
The man had made sure that Thor could not be crowned, and he could not be there to marry (Y/N). By forcing his brother to restart a war with Jotunheim, he could get him exiled and break his engagement with her. What he had not expected was Odin declaring that the betrothal still stood even after his son’s exile. That once Thor was worthy to lead Asgard, then he could come back, and he would get married to (Y/N).
The girl was sent back home to reside in Vanheim until Thor returned. All communication between her and Loki was severed for years by order of Odin. Even when he was in Odinsleep and Loki was crowned, he had no way to speak with her. And it made anger and resentment fester inside him. Growing and overtaking him as the days passed. 
For years, (Y/N) heard nothing of Loki –not that her parents would have ever allowed her to know anything of him. They had known of their daughter’s affinity for the mischievous prince and did not agree with their closeness. As Loki continued to dig his claws into Asagard and later on in Midgard, they vowed to protect their princess from falling into his control. And, at least that way, they could protect their daughter’s perception of the man she seemingly loved.
Until the Marauders attacked their home. In an effort to keep their daughter safe, (Y/N) was sent back to Asgard to be protected in Valaskjalf. And just like the rest of her life, all she could do was agree and follow orders. She left her home once more and was sent to be guarded by the Asgardian palace. 
One thing both Vanheim and Asgard did consistently was shield (Y/N) from the real dangers that lurked. She had been protected all the way through the battle, unbeknownst to her that Loki was closer than she knew. Even her own fiancée was there. Still, she did not see or hear about either brother.
That was until an Einherjar guard arrived to announce there was a body found on the battlefield of Svartalfheim, and Odin thought it to be Loki. At that moment, with a softened heart and the knowledge that Thor had met another woman, the king decided to absolve (Y/N)’s engagement and allowed her to mourn the son he knew she truly loved.
Had (Y/N) not noted the playful glint she knew too well in the guard’s eyes, she would have broken down in the throne room that very moment. Instead, she thanked Odin for his kindness and refuge, and excused herself from his presence. 
“So, the prince is truly dead?” (Y/N) asked the guard who had made the announcement right outside the throne room. “Loki is gone, and Thor is back at Midgard?” 
“Yes, princess,” the guard responded after clearing his throat. “The prince is dead. Mortally wounded at the battlefield, protecting his brother. And the future king has gone back to Midgard to finish the battle with his companion Jane Foster.” 
“Where you there, guard? You seem to know many details of what transpired.”                        
“I was, princess.” 
“Then, did you lie to Odin, or are you lying to me?” she said accusingly, trapping him between the wall and her body. “Because inside the throne room, you said that you had been sent to survey the battlefield after the fact, not that you were there. So, I am asking you again. Who were you lying to?” 
“I wasn’t lying, pet,” he said. “I was there, but I inspected the field afterward as well.” 
“Funny you use that name,” she grinned, staring deeply into blue eyes that were far too familiar. “Because in my entire life, only Loki ever called me that. And I know I have never met you before in my life.”   
The guard’s face was stricken with surprise one second and a knowing smile the next as his eyes softened upon her. “I’ve never been able to hide anything from you,” he chuckled, placing a finger under her chin. “You simply know me too well, pet.” 
“Loki,” she breathed, a weight lifting from her shoulders. She placed a hand on the face that did not belong to him, imagining his own under. “Oh, darling, it’s been too long.” 
“Too long indeed,” he smiled. “And for the first time, we are both free to do as we please.” 
He leaned in, wanting to taste her lips and finally determine if it was everything he had ever imagined. But (Y/N) stopped him, placing a hand on his chest. “Not like this,” she said. “Not when you’re someone else.” 
Loki could only grin and take (Y/N) by the hand, running toward the chambers that had been hers since she was a child. The room was fit for a future queen. A four-poster bed was adorned with white linens and vivid green vines laced with white flowers right in front of a massive fireplace that was already crackling fire. Her windows overlooked a small interior garden that younger versions of themselves would spend hours upon hours strolling even if they went nowhere. 
“I want to see you, Loki,” she whispered when finally in the privacy of her bedroom. Right before her, and without another second to spare, the Einreghard guard transformed into the only man she had ever loved. His black hair had grown longer than the last time she had seen him, falling in soft messy curls that she had not seen in a long time. “There you are. It feels like an eternity has passed.” 
“It’s been far longer than I ever thought would have passed,” he sighed sadly. “I don’t ever want to go a second without seeing your beautiful face ever again.” 
“You never will,” she promised. “For as long as I live, I belong to you now. And no other king will ever tell me otherwise. Not my father and most certainly not yours.” 
Loki remained quiet for a second, looking into her eyes for any sign of deceit. But once he found none, he felt relief taking over his body. “Do you mean that?” he asked. “Will you belong to me from now on?” 
“Truly,” she answered. “And completely. I am yours.” 
“You’re all mine,” he grinned. His hands cradled her cheeks before placing a passionate kiss upon her lips, melting into the touch they had both longed for. “I don’t think you can imagine how long I’ve wanted to do this, pet.” 
“I have an idea,” (Y/N) chuckled. “But even if it took this long, I am grateful that you are here before me so I can tell you again and again that I am all yours. I just wish there was a way I could show you.” 
Suddenly, the mischievous grin she had grown to love stretched across his face, tugging at his lips. “Well, darling, it’s funny you should say that,” he said as he outstretched his hands and something materialized on them. “I have a way that you could.” 
“Is that…?” 
“It is,” he sighed. “This is the collar and chains that kept me prisoner for a year. Captured in my own home, without any hope of escape. What I hold in my hands is a sign of the second worst time in my life.” 
“Second worst?” 
“The first was losing you, pet,” he confessed. “But you are here now, darling, and I am free. And I intended to replace those memories with new ones. Better ones. Starting tonight.” 
“You want me to wear that,” she confirmed, though it should have been a question. “Put it on me.” 
“You’re eager, pet,” Loki chuckled. “I haven’t even asked you to.” 
“I know you, Loki,” she purred as she kneeled before him. “I know what you want from me, and I am giving it all to you.” 
Loki took the golden collar and wrapped it around her neck, doing his best to bury the twitch that was trying to take him over as he remembered himself wearing it and what it represented. But he wanted to take control of those memories and create new ones. Memories that he could look back on and smile rather than shatter. 
(Y/N) stared into his eyes as his hands worked to close the collar around her, all the love she felt for him radiating from the orbs. She wanted him to know that he would never go through life alone, never again. She was his, and she had meant it. 
“Beautiful,” he smiled devilishly, pulling at the chain that hung from the collar and lifting her head to crash his lips onto her again. “And mine. Darling, you’re all mine.” 
“For the rest of time, love.” 
“Good, pet. We’re gonna have some fun tonight.” He pulled her up to her feet, twisting the chain in his hand to shorten the distance. And (Y/N) obediently obliged to his every tug. “Disrobe, darling. I want to see you.” 
She unlaced the corset of her dress before sleeping the sleeves of her tunic from her shoulders and, with one move, allowed the fabric to pool at her feet. In the light of the moon, her body was exposed to Loki for the first time, in the very room they had once confessed they felt something for each other they could not word. Their journeys had finally come full circle. 
“How are you this beautiful?” Loki growled. “And to think you would have been wasted on a brute like my brother.” 
“I may have married him, but I wouldn’t have warmed his bed, darling.” 
“You would have betrayed your king, pet?” 
“I would have betrayed a prince and given him dark-haired babies while the real King ruled.”
“And who would have been King, then?”
 “You, my King. The rightful heir of the throne.”
“You truly know what to say, pet,” he chuckled. “It’s almost like magic.” 
“It is merely the truth.” 
Loki kissed her once more, roughly and passionately, molding his tongue to hers, exploring every corner of her mouth like it belonged to him. Because it did. Every curve and line of her body belonged to him. She had told him so, and the collar around her neck confirmed it. 
The kiss quickly turned feverish and hungry as hands explored each other, ones touching skin and the others undressing layers of clothes. The only thing either wanted was to stake their claim to each other’s body as quickly as possible. They had lost too much time already, and the was no way they could lose a second more. 
“Get on the bed,” Loki instructed breathlessly. He removed his open coat and every layer after as he stared at her every move. She walked backward to the bed, the long chain dragging on the ground. It was a sight to behold, and he would make sure to commit it to memory. “You are ravishing, pet. I could stare at you all night.” 
“You better do more than just stare, love,” she chuckled. “I’m all wet and needy, and your eyes won’t do much.” 
“Such lewd things from the mouth of a future queen,” Loki teased. “I don’t believe Odin would have ever let you sit on the throne if he knew this was the way you spoke.”
“Well, it won’t be his decision that matters,” she grinned, beckoning him closer with just her eyes. “It will soon be yours, my King.” 
“My queen,” he hummed. “My beautiful, beautiful queen.” 
“Make me yours, Loki,” she purred. “Take me.” 
“Patience, pet. I want this night to last.” 
“We have forever to make it last,” she whined. “I want you now.”
“So needy,” he chuckled, towering over her body. He leveled himself with one arm, using the other to sink two fingers into her wetness. She gasped at the intrusion, gripping at the arms that had entered her. “So, so very needy, pet.”
“Oh, Loki,” she moaned. His fingers worked her slowly at first, exploring her walls for the first time and mapping the body that belonged to him. But he quickly learned what had her squirming under him, what made her sing like a canary in the morning. “Oh, darling, that feels so good.” 
“You haven’t felt anything yet,” the man grinned. 
Loki was calculated and precise in his every move. As his fingers pistoned inside her, his mouth savored her skin, traveling from her lips to her jaw, from her collarbones to her breast, making sure he found every spot that made her arch her back or moan out loud. He learned what made her skin flush and made her chest heave. He memorized every reaction and flutter of her insides. He would learn everything that made her melt and set fire to her body as much as he could. 
His head traveled lower on her body still, joining his fingers at the heat between her legs, closing his mouth over the small bundle of nerves that had her yelling his name into the night. One of (Y/N)’s hands jumped forward, snaking into the locks of raven hair, gripping as he attacked her with mouth and hands.
“Darling, please,” she cried out. “I’m already close.” 
“Good,” he chuckled against her, sending shivers across her body. “I want you to come, pet. Come all over my face.” 
It didn’t take long for her to do just that, coming undone on his fingers and his mouth. (Y/N) was sure that even just the sight of him could’ve had her bursting that night. He had filled her fantasies for far too long. Having him there, in corporeal form, was fulfillment enough. 
Licking his lips and donning a sly grin, Loki kissed her lips once more, allowing her to taste herself in his tongue. They moaned into each other’s mouth, succumbed with more pleasure than they knew what to do with  
Using his lack of focus, (Y/N) changed their positions, rolling them until she was straddling his lap, her chain grazing the skin of his chest. One of her hands rested against his chest as the other grasped his cock, aligning it with her entrance. She let her wetness coat his skin, pumping his shaft… one… two… three times. 
“Go on, pet,” he groaned, groping her hips tightly. “Make me yours as well.”      
With another pump, (Y/N) sank down on his cock, taking in a deep breath as his length stretched her more than his fingers did. She threw her head back in pleasure, remaining stagnant as she allowed her body to get used to him. He made her feel full… well, that wasn’t the right word. No. He made her feel complete. 
“Darling, I need you to move,” he groaned. “It can’t end like this.” 
“Just a second,” she responded out of breath. “You’re too big, darling. I need a second.” 
And a second was all it took before (Y/N) was moving up and down his cock, squeezing around his shaft as she searched for a shared finish. She braced herself with his chest, bouncing on his lap as she set the right pace. It wasn’t until a guttural moan left Loki’s mouth that she knew she had found it. 
The rhythm was quick and relentless, filling the quiet night with the sounds of slapping skin, melodious moans, and the soft rattling of her hain. It was the sound of wanton need, a deep-rooted desire that had not been acted upon for years and years. It was a dream –a fantasy–neither had believed would have ever been fulfilled. Not the way their lives were headed.
But they had taken control of their lives now. Loki had fought for that right and had gifted it to her. She belonged to no one but him, and he did as well. 
Loki met her hips in tandem, gripping her skin tightly with one hand to keep her steady. The other snaked around the golden chain, pulling her torso toward him and crashing her lips onto his. He swallowed every moan and coaxed out ever more as his tongue continued its exploration. If that had been his last night of life, he would’ve had every single one of his prayers answered. 
“You’re so perfect, pet,” Loki moaned in a strangled voice. “You’re absolutely perfect.”              
“And all yours,” she smiled, her lips red and swollen. “All yours, Loki.” 
“Say it again.” 
“I‘m all yours,” she moaned. “Today. Tomorrow. And for the rest of our lives, I belong to you, my King.” 
At the name, Loki’s hips moved faster, pummeling into her at a speed that surprised both of them. He was hungry, and he knew exactly what he needed to satiate himself. 
(Y/N) met his every move, snaking a hand between them to circle her clit, bringing her that much closer to her finish. 
“You’re getting close, aren’t you, pet?” 
“Yes, darling,” she breathed, her eyes pressing shut. “I’m right there already.” 
“Then come, my love,” he whispered. “I am right behind you.” 
With a gleeful shriek, (Y/N) pressed her clit hard and allowed herself to orgasm around him, her walls fluttering tightly around his cock. As she rode out her orgasm, with Loki’s pace still unrelenting, her new goal was to get him to burst. She wanted to feel him painting her insides with his release and mix it with her own. That would be the final part of their claim, they would belong to one another for eternity. 
A couple of seconds later, that was what happened. With three slow and sharp thrusts, Loki burst inside her, filling her with everything he had kept to himself for years. He whispered how much he loved her, how he had yearned for her every day since he had known her. He expressed everything he had been forced to swallow down and pretend didn’t exist, all for the sake of the kingdoms. And, better yet, she said it all back. 
At some point in the night, they had collapsed in her bed, limbs tangled in limbs and promises of love and eternity twisting in the air. And, in the morning, they had awoken in each other’s warm embrace, letting out a sigh of relief that the night before had been real and not another one of their painful dreams. 
They each dressed after basking in the sun that streamed through the windows for hours, talking about nothing and everything. (Y/N) stood before her mirror, admiring the gold collar that drowned her neck and what it meant that she was still wearing it. 
In her gazing, she did not notice Loki walking closer until he was pressed behind her, admiring the same accessory she had been. “I think this might be too big for you to carry around,” he chuckled softly. “But I can’t help but love the way it looks on you. This is what these things should be used for. Nothing else.” 
“I don’t ever want to take it off, then.” 
“Maybe there’s something I could do,” Loki smiled. With a quick move of his hands, the bulky and heavy collar transformed into a thin golden choker with an emerald green L in the center. “There. This way, everyone will know who you belong to.” 
“I pity the man who doesn’t know that I belong to the King,” she grinned. “Now, let’s go get you your kingdom, your Highness.”
"I love the way you think, pet."    
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magicshop · 4 days
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seokjin + iconic solo performances for @cordiallyfuturedwight ♡ [cr. namuspromised]
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guzhufuren · 1 year
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various freaky blorbos + text posts for @toppinghughdancy 
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No way..?! A free to use ship chart I made for those that like shipping! Nothing problematic simply everything wholesome. Ship to your heart’s content.
Free to use with or without credit on any platform by anyone! Just don’t claim as yours! Have a lovely day, neighbour! <3
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47-protons · 7 months
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many thoughts head full yet so devastatingly empty (< my brain is going about a billion miles per hour and i cannot slow it down enough to put any of the thoughts into any type of coherent statement) ((it is flicking wildly back and forth between q/smp and usmp. like if you took a metronome and set it to like a billion BPM.))
I have never frantically edited a post faster to put a slash between four letters
#hi i'm listening to winter's come and gone and i'm being Normal about it#''little black bird on my wire line. dark as troubles in this heart of mine.''#and my brain is shoving Winter's Come and Gone. The Blackest Crow. and Foreign Lander. it's shoving all of them in a blender and i am havin#am having MANY thouhgts. absolutely brain rattlers.#the blackest crow that ever did flew would surely turn to white if ever i prove false to you bright day would turn to night#bright day would turn to night my love the elements would mourn if ever i proved false to you the seas would rage and burn#i lie awake out in the night. i see the shining stars. i wonder if you see them too wherever you are.#i'm normal. :+1:#i wish my breast were made of glass wherein you might behold upon my heart your name lies wrote in letters made of gold#in letters made of gold my love believe me when i say you are the darling of my heart. until my dying day.#Goes into Flick's character playlist. whacks apocalypse lullaby in there at mach 4#my brain is Rattling with everything from sp/iderbit to phil to forever to flick and usmp s2 brainrot (< again)#i am Extremely abnormal about the end of s2#more accurately. i am going through my playlist of chill folk/bluegrass tunes bc i have been having Feelings about. smth I will probably#never say out loud. i like the russian girl thing on like. tiktok and instagram. it is interesting and neat#to learn about other people's cultures- even if specifically it's about them feeling disconnected from theirs.#there is a rotting in my chest. there is no culture here. i don't think the US as a whole can go ''aha this is the american culture'' what#work until you die. never get healthcare. have every other country hate you. that's fair.#i am sitting with the bluegrass songs my grandma would sing me to sleep with when i was a baby and i am being normal#it took me two years before i could listen to Ashoken Farewell without bawling. they played that at her funeral. specifically my cousin#got up and played it. I'm normal. i'm so normal about this. culture can be school shootings and rampant capitalism but it can also be. banj#banjo and fiddle. i want to go to the bluegrass festival this year. i think it will be good for me.#america on the whole. probably does not have a unified cultural identity. and i guess that's okay#i'll align myself out towards the oklahoman panhandle and all the goatheads i got as a kid. i never saw the problem with quacki/ty's bedroo#i liked the rock walls. it reminded me of my grandma's house. she had a dugout. i miss it (< lost it in a wildfire a year after she died)#it wasn't like. a sod house. it was entirely underground though for Years until they had my uncle aaron and needed an extra room so then th#they got a Single upstairs room. The stairs were back by the cellar. i miss it. my mom would tell stories of the bus dropping her off and#classmates telling her ''there's a cow on your roof''#i miss it. i should go to sleep i think#i don't think i've ever felt 'american' but i sure have felt 'kansan' and that's. okay enough for me i think
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borathae · 7 months
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Ok wait, so since mv!taekook is official, the poly relationships are
1. yoonkook x oc
2. taekook x oc
3. plantonic sometimes sexual vmin
is that right??
JFAJDSJF yes but also NFNASNDNF
best friends with benefits sope
best friends with benefits oc x hoseok (look forward to that oneshot omfg)
best friends with benefits kook x hobi
And whose fault is that? Yoongi's because this horndog got drunk one night and let Hoseok blow his back out JFJADJFJAS 😩😩
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maiagaru · 1 year
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Amelia Bullmore as Miss Edith Pilchester & Joanna Scanlan as Ma Larkin The Larkins s02e04
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boxwinebaddie · 4 months
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AAJKSDFBSDJK IM LATE!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY UNCLE NINA <33 im so grateful i came across pep and found you on here, your positivity and energy always make me smile :3
(sorry for what youre about to read im sleep deprived (mixed with a mental health episode) and its hard to put coherent thoughts together so i hope it makes some sense)
ahjdfgshj okay, ive always wanted to write smt, before it was a book, then a script, then direct a movie, blahblahblah and reading your fics and things on here inspires me so much to write even if its something short! your writing just seems so free and fun, it reminds me not all writing has to be super duper seriously and fancily written, to just relax and have fun! ive been really burnt out recently from school and just mental health in general so i havent started rm yet, butttt with 6 out during my winter break im gonna start it! ive really wanted to start it since you began it so im so glad i have the motivation to now :3 ive been going through hyper fixations like whatever people finish one after another (can you tell im tired?? /sarc) but with the new special out i can sense my south park fixation creeping back up!! but yeah just seeing how optimistic and loving you are to everyone is so relieving.. again, i hope you had a FANTASTICLY WONDERFUL birthday, HYH <3
HELLO, MY PROOF THAT HEAVEN AND ANGELS EXIST! <33333
conversely, i am so touched and honored that you read peppermint <3 ( which i am so sorry, i really swear i want to update, but have had a very toxic relationship with writing in general recently ) and that you found me on my tumblr and are enjoying my silly little tumblr which!!
i just want to say i enjoy YOUR silly little tumblr very much! i know absolutely nothing about good omens or saw but literally your reblogs are so fun that i am seriously considering diving in there. we can trade hyperfixations 4 a moment should you not get yours back.
but AAAAAAAAA!!!! my friend, you are so sweet!!! tbh, i don't always feel good about my writing, but if i did feel good about something, its that it can be serious but also funny, y'know? ( bc this is all for fun! )
because where there is Darkness, please know there is always Light.
and sometimes making light of dark situations is the only way we can get through them -- but maybe thats just me coping with humor, which we can see through my weird narration. but i'm glad it thrills you!!! tbh, my sweet!!! i strive to accurately portray hard and difficult situations honestly aka the gravity, the effects they might have on you & the people around you, but also show you that these things do not make u bad bc there is light at the end of the tunnel. have hope. :)
but i am seriously honored that you have waited so long to read my silly fanfiction. & i really hope you like rm. i like it very much & it was my passion project after pep, so i hope that passion reaches you too.
i also hope that seeing so many weird random posts abt it on ur tumblr has not been too distracting or spoilery. it'll all make sense, i promise. also, i am a nervous gal so i did axe rm6 unfortunately, but i have it saved & i'm thinking of posting it in a gdoc just for all of you while i decide what i do so the ppl who enjoyed it can...still Enjoy it.
and i hope you do 2. if you want it after ur winter break read, lmk. <3
but x 2, before i go, i just want to say -- Please Write. write so many things. be so strange and weird. anything your heart desires. i know it can be nerve-wracking and weird to get started, but know that you owe it to yourself to tell the stories that live in you and while you don't have any obligation to share them with us...u'd be so generous to. :')
in short, i'm glad i inspire you, please know you inspire me just by being on my dashboard and i can't promise you that my fanfic will be even a Fraction of what you think it will be, but know regardless, the fact that you took the time to read it at all meant the World to me.
i had a lovely birthday. and every day since will be lovelier since receiving your message. if your south park hyperfixation ever returns for you, please say hi! if not, pls know that you have coaxed me towards ur hyperfixation & maybe i will b sending you asks, instead. :)
-uncle nina, bad southpark writer, good omens curiousitor?
( fake word, i think, but real sentiment if that helps <333 )
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masked-and-doomed · 4 months
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Bound to our own realities, ones that not even the Old Gods can bridge the gap on. We yearn for each others' embrace eternally.
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megabuild · 5 months
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nvm i lied ill do the others in the morning
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todayisafridaynight · 2 years
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beat yakuza 7 last night *muffled screaming*
#spoilers#there'll be spoiler talk lmao#snap chats#ok compliment sandwich time#FIRST OFF absolutely loved this game im so pissed ill never be able to experience it for the first time again#i had no rights being scared of playing it i actually love the rpg playstyle sm- sure i love beat em up but it just feels so right for this#the cast was so cute and lovable and i adore them immensely. also why does no one mention eri ever she's so darling#and the VOICE ACTING- i had my game in english btw and on that note ichiban's VA really does make this game#he's just so passionate in every line he delivers and you can just feel the emotion in everything he says#prob helps that kaiji tang played odin/owain fire emblem before for the theatrics LMAO but seriously i loved his performance so much#on FE note though i completely forgot robbie daymond was zhao and the whole time i was like 'he reminds me of hubert or like akechi lmao'#my hunch was great LMAO GG ME but yeah the gameplay was so fun#and i just love all the little character-building aspects- like how if yo get utterly sloshed with your party everyone has a little comment#not to mention the mid-meal conversations those were so cute#ok for the parts i didnt like uh. Very Few Things like i said i loved this game and i have few complaints#its just the ending made me want to eat dry wall rgg PLEASE let siblings be happy in this franchise i swear to god#aoki was a prick but rgg i need you to stop peddling this 'anyone can change and start over' thing if youre just going to kill them#like at least with nishiki ryuji and mine there was a build up to their death- ig you can argue aoki holding the gun to his death was that#BUT ITS JUST THE WAY KUME COMES OUT OF PISS-OFF NOWHERE LIKE if he hadnt walked away and if ichi wasnt so concerned over aoki#bruh Full Rights to beat his ass and then some that made me so pissed. like i already had a feeling aoki was fucked but still#PLEASE just let a yakuza antagonist live beyond their game for five minutes thats it#he can literally be cell neighbors with sawashiro for all i care just let him live#omg wait on that note i totally called arakawa being ichi's bio dad like as soon as fucker asked ichi bout his real parents I Knew#i dont think arakawa knew but girl I Did and i howled#one last complain i have- its very small tbh- is where did mirror-face-tendo come from#i thought mirror face blew up with ishioda but alright. i guess for the sake of The Twist they couldnt reveal he was fine#still because of that he just feels so out of nowhere esp to be helping the gang#but i'm not gonna let a few nicks ruin an otherwise lovely game#i love how the og cast didnt outstay their welcome: they were in the game just enough to be justified and i appreciate that#kiryu coming out of nowhere does feel a little Out Of Nowhere esp now that he's gona be in Y8
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miss-nielle · 8 months
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oh.
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i wish i did not know the ache of love.
in my youth i heard rumours, stories, women driven to flame, men transforming into ice. but i still yearned for it. maybe it was because i wanted to be electrified by passion, maybe i wanted to be seen by the gaze of death. maybe i simply feared that a lack of love would hurt more than its presence.
that much is true, at least. for i have felt love, it has coursed through my veins and it burns. i nourish the emptiness inside my soul every day he is gone. there is a cavity in my heart, one only he could fill, so it shall remain hollow. but without that pain, he would become a mere memory, diluting into nothing more than air and bones. food for the vultures.
even then, i wish i did not need to know the ache of love.
михаиле, мій лю́бий, поверта́йся, до мені́. пий мої́ сльо́зи, коли́ бу́ду пи́ти ва́ші, і трима́й ме̏не в ва́ших рука́х, коли́ бу́ду трима́ти тебе́ в мої́х. якось, бу́демо спокі́йний ра́зом
#rtc#ride the cyclone#talia rtc#mischa bachinski#talischa rtc#rtc rp#the ukrainian is: 'mischa my darling come back to me. drink my tears as i will drink yours and hold me in your arms as i will hold you in#mine. one day we will be peaceful together'#okay so i used wiktionary and google translate for the ukrainian as well as trying to use other resources#i don't have the best grasp on how ukrainian sentences should be structured either so please let me know if i've made an error!!#i had to use a russian source for the cyrillic version of mischa's name#but all those letters are in both alphabets so i assumed it would be fine#and i added the -e for the vocative#but i didn't do that for 'my darling' bc wiktionary told me i didn't need to#also#can i just mention the audacity of google translate#because when i typed in 'my darling' it gave me the feminine version of the word#rather than fem and masc options (bc gendered language)#fortunately wiktionary clarified#but like#we as a society should be able to call men by sweet dramatic names fuck you#i really give talia a lot of imperatives huh#it's okay i love that for her#and then 'my tears' are accusative but ukrainian has both animate and inanimate accusatives which i personally am not familiar with#so i went with inanimate accusative 'my' because i didn't put a participle#i should really just learn ukrainian on fucking duolingo shouldn't i#for 'hold me in your arms' i used the locative bc of *in*#i've studied latin (why i use wiktionary) which has just the ablative rather than separated into loc. and instrumental#for hold i used the ukrainian wiktionary#but it was unclear as to whether a) it was russian or ukrainian and b) if i used the first person future or the infinitive
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brabe · 2 years
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thinking about the team having a bonfire on the beach, someone producing a guitar, and of course rooster starts strumming around and singing.
after a few songs there's a pause, the cracking of the flames, the soft crashing of the waves and easy chatter the only sounds until a very well-known set of chords gently breaks the quiet.
rooster starts playing an acoustic version of november rain, his intent eyes capturing hangman's across from him and holding them the whole time, not looking away once.
a silence, almost reverent, falls across the group of pilots, and hangman is suddenly afraid that his thundering heartbeat is for everyone to hear.
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yanderemikumistress · 2 years
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