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mamamouches · 11 months
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SAGAU except they're aware of what goes on when you go into the character menu???
Particularly when they pray as you hop onto the artifacts menu to raise em, whether is for for them, another character to which some might try to purposely mess the rolls up bc oops! looks like they can't use that now! :) guess they'll have to wait., or just to make space for more bc HOW IS YOUR ARTIFACT STORAGE FULL ARE YOU OKAY??? Σ(・∀・;)
Whenever you raise their artifacts they kinda feel bad if it rolled into the wrong subs when you raise it with them and would either apologize or say that it'll roll better on the next one, they know it will!! (it did not 😔)
That or they don't bc they felt silly and wanted to spite you so guess you gotta do a few more runs to try again teehee 😗👉👈 they eventually roll a ridiculously amazing artifact at some point, but just this once!
(or y'know the opposite where there's always this one character you always use to raise artifacts bc they always get the best rolls and best subs? yeah imagine them celebrating w you at how good the stats rolled too!!)
Kinda like how if you try to make gear in tkrb there's a chance of it shattering (therefore failing) instead of being able to create one and when that happens the character you brought with you for those will say things like "oh no, it broke! i'm so sorry :(" or "i-it's okay!! let's try again...!" or you just flat out hear sobbing noises bc your new feather low rolled all 5 into defense FLAT 😭 BASICALLY THAT YEAH
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Ty for 200 followers!!! 🥰
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rammii-pwq · 9 months
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Autistic agere things #1
Unmasking while regressed because you haven't learned that yet. You're very little :)
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saint-gerard-of-arc · 2 years
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Nikki Sixx ft. Red strands
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mrs-nate-humphrey · 1 year
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Do u have any hcs about Vanessa and her older sister? (Ruby?)
thank u sm for your ask! <3 sorry for the late response, i've been unwell & burnt out *sobs*
i think i've mentioned my headcanons here & there but never made one specific post to put them together, so i'll do that now :) more under the cut, ahaha.
i think we can already tell from canon - from how when vanessa & nate are getting together in s1 she takes him out or suggests taking him out (i don't remember which?) to a lesbian punk concert & then to a mexican food place right after. the vibe i got was that despite not being a lesbian, vanessa's always been very involved in local wlw events because of ruby, and would probably be totally on top of like. queer film festivals and whatnot, because ruby would've taken her there always.
they canonically lived together for a bit. i kind of imagine their dynamic to be similar to serena & eric, but maybe with a little more space, as vanessa strikes me as someone who would want to be independent and not have her big sister in the picture all the time. the abrams parents are canonically stated to have very idealised & firm expectations of vanessa (and probably of ruby too) as we can see during s1 when v & nate are comparing their overbearing parents (imagine being able to compare your parental pressure to that placed on nate by the archibalds, the abrams were definitely making vanessa feel the weight of their expectations & she likely couldn't have spoken to someone like dan about it, because the humphrey-abrams family dynamics are such that he's likely very close to her parents, just how dan can't complain about rufus to vanessa because the rufus v sees and the rufus dan sees are two different rufuses. rufii? lol sorry).
we also see during s3 & that whole nonsense with vanessa wanting that speech so bad to impress gabriella and her whole "i wish the humphreys were MY parents i wish they were PROUD of me!" as well as. the fact that vanessa even went to college? was because nate dragged her off to the sats, just so that she would have the choice if it came down to that. nate wasn't ever like "you gotta go to college", he was like "if you one day decide that you DO wanna go, you should have the ability to decide that for yourself & be in a position to make that decision" which i really like.
anyway, all that is just to say that the abrams parents seem very overbearing, and im sure ruby felt the weight of those expectations as well. which is why i think of v & ruby to have a dynamic closer to serena & eric's, a sort of "you are the only other person who knows what it's like to have our biological parents be this unreliable and intense so i will be there for you and you will be there for me and we will mutually support each other."
i think ruby would be the sort of person to ensure that whoever she's dating is good to her sister, or else she drops them, and i see ruby and whoever is her gf at the time (or hell, girlfriends plural,she could be polyam) being very cognisant of including vanessa in stuff. like. if they go for dinner out they bring back a dessert for her, the 2 of them ask her questions about what's up with her and how she's doing, stuff like that. id imagine ruby's gfs to be a lot like serena was to jenny in early s1, very big sisterly because 'my romantic partner's little sister is my little sister now.'
i also think vanessa is bisexual (if i remember right, @vanderwoodlings once said "vanessa is the closest thing to a canon bisexual that we got" and... they're right. canon vanlivia kiss and all those yearning glances at serena in s1/s2 and at olivia in s3.... anyway) - and i think unlike ruby, who always knew she was lesbian, it takes vanessa a while to truly acknowledge and accept her sexuality. the fact that she has ruby, though, and the fact that ruby has taken her along for so many lgbtq+ events, would mean that vanessa knows that she has that support net, and that would make navigating her sexuality easier. not necessarily easy, but easier. i wrote a fic about this... well, kind of about this, but it's directly connected & uses this headcanon. here it is, if you want to read it.
i feel like i have more headcanons that im not remembering rn, but hopefully this is solid enough to answer your Q?
oh, bonus headcanon. im sure that at some point, ruby's lesbian band makes one of those hour-long documentary/behind the scene videos. who better to direct it, shoot it, and put it together, than aspiring filmmaker vanessa abrams?? (i have a lot of thoughts about this headcanon specifically. i might fic it up.)
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potential-fool · 1 year
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yo idk if u take requests but i saw your “you in their clothes” post and loved it sm AHHHH can i ask for that but w/ harbor, chamber, and fade perhaps? u can add anyone else (ur free to ignore this btw!!)
Valorant x Reader: You in their clothes (part 2)
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A/N: Ofc ofc!! You get the honor of being my first request dear anon <3 Apologies for Harbor tho idk how good I'll be at writing him, I'll do my best tho!
Pairing: Harbor, Chamber, Fade x reader
Tags: Fluff, Established Relationship, Sharing clothes, Teasing
Harbor
Immediately doting over you
sweet smiles and loving adoration
playful and loving teasing
Showing you off to everyone
You were spending some time on the couch with your boyfriend- Harbor, watching a movie in the living area of the Valorant HQ. You had a habit of not really asking for things, instead just taking them, so when you decided mid movie that you wanted to put on his zip up hoodie this was no exception.
Climbing up out of his warm grasp you sat on the top of the couch behind Harbor and tugged on his hoodie, a small chuckle left the man as you managed to tug his jacket off him.
"You know you could've just asked?" He said, a sweet smile tracing his face as you settled back into his arms, his jacket now on your back. "What's the fun in that?" You ask, a teasing grin on your face.
Neglecting to respond he instead decided the best course of action to be pulling you all the way up into his lap, pressing kisses all over your neck and face. "stahhAAAAaapppp-" you giggled, not really wanting it to stop.
"But where's the fun in that?" He asked you playfully.
Chamber (kinda nsfw)
Reacts either one of two ways: "What's the practical point of this?" or horny
probably takes it as a challenge
relentless teasing
tbh he probably thinks that you got your clothes dirty or sum
You wanted to get back at your boyfriend for teasing you so much lately, it was like an ongoing war between the two of you and though neither of you would admit it--even to yourselves--you enjoyed it. Last night Vincent had left you well.. frustrated. So tonight was your night to get back at him.
In his favorite pair of your lingerie, one of his dress shirts and ties you waited in your shared bed. You didn't have to wait long either as you heard the door open and Vincent walk in.
To say you took his breath away would be the understatement of the century, "Mon amor...~" He purred, making his way over to you, climbing on the bed and pulling on the tie around your neck to bring you closer.
You could tell he was struggling to keep his composure, and you reveled in his frustration, "What is it Vince~? Use your words~" You purred back at him pushing him back onto the bed and stradling his lap.
You two had a pretty great night ;)
Fade
Thinks you're small and absolutely adorable
either that or "OH NO THEY'RE HOT"
this is one of those things you do that make her think "what did I do to deserve you?"
cuddles :)
You were rummaging around the locker room right outside the range and decided that you'd have better luck in your girlfriend's clothes. Opening Fade's locker you pulled out her jacket and entered the range with your ghost.
Fade was heading over to the range when she opened her locker and found that her jacket was missing, before should do anything about it she spotted you in the range out of the corner of her eye. You were completely focused on what you were doing and the her jacket on your back just made Fade feel all sorts of warm feelings inside.
God you looked almost ethereal like that, the way your hair swept across your face and you effortlessly handled the bots before you. Blush tinted her cheeks and she only realized she was staring when you caught her eye when your practice was over.
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catboybiologist · 5 months
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Hey, transfem who has only started to like her body about half a year ago here
As someone who takes a lot of pictures of themselves, do you have any resources/tips for angles or something that accentuates feminine features?
Also in regards to having a somewhat normal facial expression, like my eyes look so weird in every picture I take bc I don't know where to look
This response ended up WAY longer than I expected, and I think Imma add it to my pinned post- thanks for pushing me to talk about this! I don't think I'm really an expert here, but if people want to leave more advice in reblogs and comments, please do.
So when I say "I had two years of femboy experience before transferring to the related (and potentially overlapping) but separate field of trans womanhood" I'm only like... half joking. Selfie angles took a fucking wild amount of time for me to figure out, and guess what? The pictures I post are usually 1-3 in a set of about 20 that I take at any given time. I'm still unhappy with most pictures I take, you just gotta take a lot of them, and figure out for yourself.
That said, I think I have gotten a lot better over time. Behold, the first selfie I posted on reddit (warning for kinda cringe but I know y'all fuck with that):
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(Damn, my thighs look good when I properly shave, gotta do that sometime)
(btw I'm 23 in this pic so feel free to simp if you so desire)
And another early one:
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This was still selected from a bunch that were horrible, but you can really tell that my face is basically just covered in fabric entirely. My eyes look very dead in both. Compare that to:
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^this one is still pre-transition, so don't blame the estrogen.
So what are my specific tips? Well, the classic "selfie angle" is from above. This angle certainly helps, but why? Personally I've found that its far less about angles are far more about lighting. Since most lighting is overhead, taking selfies from above means that you'll have a well lit face in those standard lighting conditions. Notice that in both the early selfies and the later one, the camera is actually positioned below my height level, and there's still a noticeable facial difference between them. The reason this is possible is good, forward lighting. Generally, you want a soft light source to be vaguely behind the camera, shining onto your face- but make sure its not too close, or too bright. This will ensure that harsh shadows don't artificially make your features look much different than they actually are.
Another thing that cannot be understated: DISTANCE between yourself and the camera, especially if you're using a phone camera. There are several reasons for this- notably, it'll help make the background be framed more pleasantly, as well as prevent the camera/phone itself from shadowing your face. But there's also a massive, insidious reason this happens- all phone cameras have some degree of fisheye to their lens to increase the field of view while still using compact optics. Multiple lens have helped a bit, but its still a problem on all of them. Higher end phones will algorithmically correct for this, but they also add a TON of other postprocessing "beautification" in ways that are sometimes completely invisible (insert entire rant here about how this is a deceptive marketing tactic to make a brands phone cameras seem better than they actually are). Sometimes, these edits are way off base. But I digress. The fisheye is killer because it takes any slightly more prominent feature and bulges them out, including the nose and chin. Conversely, recessed features, like eyes and the sides of your cheeks, are going to be less emphasized. Moving further away from the camera significantly reduces this. If you can get a small phone tripod and take selfies that way, it'll alleviate this. Unfortunately my living space is not large atm, and I have less motivation to bother my roommates in the common areas and use their hallways for picture taking, so this has been a little lacking in more recent selfies. It's also just a lot of work for a couple quick selfies, so its hard to do right- but it genuinely makes a world of difference.
Otherwise, my advice about eyes would be that your eyes show your overall facial expression, even if you're covering your mouth. Most of my pictures are taken while smiling slightly under the mask, and it shows in the eyes. If I want a scarier looking picture, I'm stone faced or deliberately make my entire face angrier, and you end up with the "glaring directly down the camera wanting to kill you" face. Referring to the pictures I just posted- the first two are both dead faced under the mask, whereas in the last one, I'm doing a smug, sultry smirk. The eyes then reflect that.
Don't focus on specifically trying to open your eyes wider. Change your facial expression and just let them be how they want to be in relation to that. Eye position should fully commit to looking straight into the camera, or be fully distracted with something else, imo (including the screen of your phone, if you're doing something like a mirror selfie). If you're taking a mirror selfie, look at the camera lens as it's reflected in the mirror. A HUGE takeaway is that cameras, especially phone cameras, straight up lie to you. They don't work the same way as the human eye, and have to compensate for that- but they'll never be a completely faithful representation of what you look like. Don't let your ego be affected by how you look in pictures, when all is said and done.
And of course, experiment, experiment, experiment! Figure out the lighting you can get in the space you have available, and the angles that work for you! Don't be afraid to delete selfies you don't like! Show off your style and your features in the way you want to! There are no rules for what's attractive, this is just what I do and you should develop your own style!
I guess I'll take this with both femboy and trans tags bc the selfies are pre-HRT
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melverie · 11 months
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So......about Solomon
Before we get started: Discussions on this post are more than welcomed as long as you keep it civil and constructive. At the end of the day, this is still a game about fictional characters, so there's no reason to literally harass others over liking or disliking a character If it truly upsets you that much--which is valid btw--than the best thing to do would probably be to simply not engage with the other party, and not harass them over it; you won't change anyone's mind that way. I know most of you aren't like this but unfortunately it still needs to be said Also, if you want me to add sources to some points, feel free to ask! I've tried to mention the chapters as I go, but I might still have forgotten some. Some of the arguments I make are also hidden behind certain player options; if you can't find them, fell free to ask about them and I'll gladly tell you Also also, general spoiler warning for both the og game and Nightbringer. I'm not really covering anything specific after lesson 60 in the og game and lesson 14 in NB, but I might still mention things from later lessons
Now, onto the actual topic. There've been quite a few arguments against Solomon in the past few days, but I mostly just want to focus on those three:
Solomon wanted to force MC into killing Lucifer at the end of season 2 in the og game
Solomon betrayed the brothers and keeps hiding behind "wanting to protect humanity" as a scapegoat for his actions (putting these two together bc I think they go hand in hand, but it'll make more sense later)
Solomon tricked Asmodeus into a pact without his consent
This entire thing is very long, so feel free to jump around if one point interests you more than another
Solomon wanted to force MC into killing Lucifer at the end of season 2 in the og game
[mainly 38-12, og & 38-15, og]
He did, yeah. But here's the thing
They were all forced into a corner since the fate of all three realms was on the line here, and with the Ring of Light's whereabouts still being unknown at the time, they literally had no other choice if they wanted to save everyone. It wasn't Solomon that randomly decided the only way to restore the Night Dagger's power was by killing a powerful demon, it's always been that way. And he can't just be like "Oh well, let's switch strategies then and focus on finding the Ring of Light" when the entire cast (minus Simeon) has no idea where the ring is and the last time any of them saw it was centuries to millennia ago, if not longer. They don't have the time to search for it considering all the destruction MC's Ring has already caused in such a short period of time
Solomon first tells MC to do kill Luci, only to add that he was just joking and knows MC would never actually go through with it. Then, he says that if they wouldn't do it, he'd do it himself. Which kinda sounds like forcing, right? Except this happens [38-15, og; pic below]:
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He was prepared to, which doesn't clear him of trying to indirectly force MC, let's get that straight. But ultimately he drops it and accepts that maybe their only option really is to just die here. This is also the only time we see him acting against his beliefs btw
Also yes, Solomon might not have been the one that decided they needed to kill a powerful demon, but he seems to be the one that settled on said demon being Lucifer. The only other viable options would most likely be Diavolo and Barbatos. Don't know if the Demon King in his vegetative state still counts but similar to Diavolo, killing him would probably be seen as a direct declaration of war, so they're out. And from a strategic standpoint, Barbatos is the better option to be kept alive simply because of his powers. There most likely also is some kind of sentimental attachment at play here since Solomon is much closer to Barbatos than he is to Lucifer. None of justifies killing Lucifer of course, but we also need to acknowledge that everyone's hands were tied, they were out of time and given the circumstances, this was probably the best decision they could have come to (until Simeon showed up with the Ring of Light, of course)
Solomon betrayed the brothers and keeps hiding behind "wanting to protect humanity" as a scapegoat for his actions
First of no, he did not betray them. Ever since the end of season 2 Solomon has made it clear that his ultimate goal is to protect humanity and that he, similarly to Diavolo in regards to the Devildom and its denizens*, would do anything in his power to protect the human world and its inhabitants [38-15, og; pic in the point above] [38-19, og; pic below]
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*friendly reminder that Belphie was charged with treason for planning to destroy the human world, since in Diavolo's eyes that would have severely damaged the chance of peace between the three realms [13-14, og]
Solomon continuously sticks to his beliefs. He said he'd protect humanity, and that's what he's doing. He never extended that kind of protection to the brothers, he never made any false promises, he didn't betray them in any way, nothing
I'd also like to point out he's not actively going out of his way to antagonize demons, or angels, or whatever. In fact, he even explicitly says that he does not wish to make an enemy out of either party [10-A, NB; pic below], which of course also extends to the brothers
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You can even outright ask him if he's planning on backstabbing the brothers, and this is what he has to say [11-8, NB; pic below]:
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And you know what? That is a valid concern. They can't say for sure what the future holds, and they just recently had to deal with the entire Ring situation that could have very easily destroyed all three realms, so wanting to be cautious and to be prepared for the worst makes sense. He also makes it clear that he does not wish to fight the brothers if it can be avoided, so there's that
And no, he's also not tricking MC into siding against the brothers in Nightbringer. Rather, he just wants to know that they're fighting for humanity should the relationship between humans and demons in general ever turn hostile. He puts the cards open on the table and gives a proper explanation to his reasoning for siding with humanity [11-8, NB], and once again goes a little further into detail before MC gives their answer [14-16, NB; pic below]. Plus it's up to the player if they choose to stand with him or not, and no matter what you choose, he accepts the decision
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Also keep in mind that season 3 heavily suggests that the human world at large has no idea that angels and demons even exist, so MC is pretty much the only one he can even ask to help protect humanity alongside him to begin with. He can't just go up to a random guy on the street and ask them to fight something who's existence they aren't even aware of in the first place
Imo Solomon also seems to know more about where things might be heading than he lets on, with him actually knowing Nightbringer and whatnot, so granting himself some peace of mind by making sure he has at least one ally is perfectly reasonable
Also, Solomon is very much aware that he is not infallible. For example, he states that he realized he still has a lot more to learn about demons [60-20, og], and he even admits that he doesn't always know what the right course of action to any given situation is, which was part of the reason he first asked MC to help him with protecting humanity all the way back in season 2 [38-19, og; first pic below]. In season 2 he actually wanted for MC to be aware of what's happening, but it was Diavolo that decided it would be better to keep them in the dark for the time being [36-18, og]. He trusts MC's judgment and that they will help him make the correct decisions [14-16, NB; second pic below]
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Solomon tricked Asmodeus into a pact without his consent
Before I get into anything, let's summarize the base situation so everyone's on the same page. This is based on the things Asmo tells us [53-16, og], as well as the things Sol tells us [6-18, NB]:
Asmo was trying to flirt with someone but their friends kept on telling him to leave them alone since he's a demon -> Asmo's dejected by this and goes to a tavern in Solomon's hometown
Solomon notices and feels sorry for him; he offers to talk to him and they chat for a bit
Asmo lets it slip that he's Lucifer's younger brother
they get drunk and end up forming a pact -> Solomon says that he was only able to forge a pact with Asmo because his judgment was impaired at the time
Right of the bat--yes, the way Solomon got his pact with Asmo is not okay. I'm not putting that up for debate. He fully took advantage of Asmo here, and there's nothing that can excuse that. I also want to make it very clear that it is in no way my intention to relativize this in any way. The way he went about getting this pact is, to put it simply, fucked up and I do not wish to condone that in any way. With the following points I simply want to explain how I see things. Maybe it'll put things in a slightly different perspective for you, maybe it won't. Now, I hope I made that clear enough, so let's continue
The way I see it, Asmo seems to be pretty okay with the pact. From the way he acts around Solomon in the present day all the way to him describing his reaction to the pact as just a "did I really sign that" [53-16, og], nothing seems to suggest that he holds any ill feelings towards Solomon, and personally I don't see any reason to be angry for someone who himself seems to take no issue with a situation that is directly about him
If it were as upsetting to Asmodeus as some make it out to be, surely he would have found a way to get out of it? Asmo is one of the most powerful demons in the Devildom; if he truly wanted to break the pact he could have just killed Solomon and that's it. And if the pact itself somehow prevented him from doing so, I'm sure Lucifer would have more than gladly stepped in. Heck, I bet all of the brothers would have made it into a family thing in a heartbeat if Asmo wanted out but couldn't do anything himself. As Thirteen told MC, Solomon is immortal, not unkillable
But speaking of Lucifer, shouldn’t the same sentiment about forcing others into a pact be held toward him, too? Because he basically did the same thing with MC. This is what happens when you tell him you don’t want a pact with him [20-14, og; pic below]:
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Yes, this comes down to player choice and yes, you need to make the pact for story continuity, but it ultimately does not change the fact that in-universe he forces MC into a pact if they say no
Also speaking of forcing others into a pact--Mammon and MC, anyone? Yes, MC did it because Levi asked them to so he could get his money back. We know they had no ill intentions. But you never know what the future holds and Levi literally proposed to basically hand over part of Mammon's agency over himself for the money Mammon owns him, to someone Levi has met about 5 minutes prior, knows nothing about and who's only been in the Devildom for a couple of hours at that point, no less. Lucifer also mentions that demons literally cannot resist temptation [4-10, og; pic below], so there literally was no way Mammon could have just noped out of that pact. We all know how badly he wants his credit card back, after all
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To top it all of, we have MC's and Mammon's conversation in Nightbringer where Mammon explicitly says that he would only want to forge a pact with someone that is special to him [2-9, NB], and that he'd make sure to be their first pact [2-11, NB], yet he is forced into his pact with MC. A pact that ultimately turns out to be exactly what he wanted, but nonetheless he was stripped of the ability to say no when it was forged
And for the record, I'm not saying "oh, others did it too, so we shouldn't be so harsh on Solomon!!!" No! Forcing a demon into a pact isn't something that should be taken lightly. A pact literally means a demon hands a huge chunk of control of themself over to a human for as long as the pact exists. And on the other hand, for a human, making a pact with a demon usually means selling their soul. Neither party should EVER be forced into it. We of course don't know if MC actually sold their soul to Lucifer when they made their pact, but even if they didn't, Lucifer's "I won't belong to you. You will belong to me" speaks for itself
What I am trying to say here is that if you want to be mad at Solomon for forcing Asmo into a pact without Asmo's consent (which, again, is valid), you should also be mad at MC for forcing Mammon, and Lucifer for forcing MC into a pact
Anyway, back to Solomon now
Solomon actually admits that he used to treat demons like collectables--more or less, at least since he immediately follows the confession up with "just kidding" [14-14, NB]. Judging by what we've seen in the og game though, he seems to genuinely make an effort to better his relationship with the demons he has made a pact with, or at the very least with Asmo and Barbatos. I mean, the difference between Sol's relationship with Barbs in the og game vs in Nightbringer is night and day
In the present time, Asmo and Solomon are also super close. I literally cannot think of a single instance where they did not get along (though it might have happened like once or twice). You can literally pic any part in the og game to see their relationship play out, but some highlights include Solomon saying he got a huge oil painting of Asmodeus as his "permit" to summon Asmo across worlds [39-13, og] (which is not something you would allow someone you hate to do btw) and both of them mentioning that the two of them repeatedly hang out together in the human world [Proud Brothers, devilgram on Asmo's page, og], the hickey on Solomon's neck that's most likely Asmo's doing [Who Left the Hickey?, daily chat with Mammon, og]. Asmo (while drunk) is comfortable enough to tell Solomon that his cooking sucks and Solomon actually takes it to heart [47-16 hard mode, og]. Then there's Asmo's excitement at Solomon being in the Devildom for the first time [Proud Brothers, devilgram on Asmo's page, og; both of the pics below]
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There's also that infamous chat pic of them doing face masks together (that I unfortunately don't know which chat it belongs to, so if someone could tell me, I'd appreciate it <3)
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I don't know about you guys, but that's not typically an activity I do with someone I despise
So it's clear that current day Asmo holds no malice toward Solomon
Which, finally, leaves us with the way they forged their pact in Nightbringer
[mainly 7-12, NB & 7-15, NB]
@impish-ivy already went over it in this post, especially in the tags (I highly suggest checking out the reblogs as well btw), but to reiterate--Asmo was IN NO WAY forced into that pact. His brothers tried to talk him out of it, but at the end of the day Asmo willingly agreed to it. Yes, they were in a dangerous situation, and yes, Solomon used that as a basis to ask for the pact, but as ivy correctly points out in the tags, Lucifer could have easily handled the situation by himself, yet Asmo agreed regardless. By implying that Asmo was in any way, shape or form forced into that pact you're not only taking away a huge amount of his agency, but you also deny him his character moment and development that came with this scene. Asmo himself says that forging this pact will finally help him accept himself as a demon. Taking this moment from him is doing him a huge disservice
Aaaand that's pretty much all I have to say
If there's anything else you'd like to add, OR if there's anything you don't agree with, feel free to share! And once again, I'd like to remind everyone that civil and constructive discussions are more than welcomed on here!
Anyway, thank you all for reading, hope you have a great day! <3
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wildglitch · 17 days
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What if Zombies!Spidey x DCU LETS GOOOOOOOOO-
O K-
So, This is the (Probably not the last, don't worry) post with ideas for my What If Zombies!Peter In the DCU AU. This is the post that (Finally) Focuses on the DC side of things. This post Is also going to be mainly focused on Peter and what he's up to cause he's the focus of this AU, but I’m probably gonna make another post with info on the other heroes, so If your interested in that, don't worry cause I am thinking about them (Bucky & Loki = Brainwashed bros)
Its also part 1 of Idk since this post kinda got away from me with its length (oops)
Anyways, without further adieu, let's start :D 
-So! starting this off with something fun and not that serious that I just found out. this should have probably gone in the first post but I didn't know this until now so here, a +1 info on “facts about the zombie apocalypse” tm. 
Ok, so at this point you know I like to play around with the timeline right? Ok so, I’m researching the dates and events things take place in right? Turns out, the snap happened in either May or June, and one source even said that it happened on May 31. Now, with this in mind and the fact that I said the apocalypse lasted between 7-8 months, what happens if you subtract 8 months from May? You get October. And if you add the date to it? Guys…I accidentally made it that the zombie apocalypse starts on Halloween! That's just insane!
The official timeline now is 8 months of the zombie apocalypse, no more no less, sorry, I don't make the rules :^ (omg I made Antman & the Wasp a halloween movie lmao. It fits)
-Alright so, Peter, Head Scott/w the cloke and T’challa are on a plane on their way to Wakanda when all of a sudden, well, how many of you seen the Young Justice Episode s1e19 Misplaced? (Btw have I talked about how much I love Billy batson? I will one of these days ok, and that's a threat) well anyways
Airplane squad: *”peacefully” traumatized on a plane to Wakanda
Airplane squad: *the people on the plane fucking fazes out of reality leaving him alone to fly the plane*
Peter: *Panik*
Peter: *feels a pull wanting to take him but fighting it off as he tries to fly a fucking plane*
Peter: *also fades out of reality but much later the other and is now falling to certain doom in the middle of the ocean*
Peter: “Oh What the F-”
Ya that-
I mixed aspects of the snap and scene from misplaced as their way of splitting up. And, they did split up. A high speed plane plus the time it took them to disappear firmly separates Peter from the rest of the heros. And thus the adventure commences
-unlike Billy who can fly, Peter falls head first at top speeds and a thousand meters high into the ocean.  This can happen a few different ways
1) Peter is stranded, and is found by Young Justice or any superhero team that was passing through the ocean and thinks “Oh shoot, that's a child”. And this is how he ends up with the league. This one is kinda fast and there wouldn't be any identity reveal since at this point this Peter has no concept of such a thing. But a good way to work around this is memory loss. Not really my cup of tea but I can very much see this happening considering how hard he hit his head
2) …So Peter fucking dies-
Listen! I somehow started off with my 2 most opposite extremes of ideas, but hear me out. The fall? It kills him. But lets say that some cult or the league of assassins or some shit find his body, realize he’s a “meta” and decide “Yeah, this is a good revival candidate” And they revive the poor sucker. He is held captive HYDRA style and they try to turn him into a weapon. Obviously, he escapes, set free onto the world with a few months of trauma and a stolen one way ticket anywhere. And that anywhere just so happens to be Gotham. I’ll let your mind take it from there
3) This is the last version of events I’m gonna mention and I think this one is the one I'm sticking with, purely for the comedic potential I can see coming out of this. So Peter fought back the spell right? Well unlike the snap where he was fighting a force of nature were he would not have won, Peter was fighting Loki off, which,
Yeah, so since Loki had to focus on getting that idiot spider child to cooperate, he loses track of everyone else, and all of a sudden, the fuzzy mental image he had of everyone dissipates, and Peters becomes the full focus. This lets him save the kid from the crash, but he now doesn't know where all of the others are, including his brother, and now he can't really get to any of them.
Peter: Fighting off that staticy feeling that's trying to take him
Loki: *Genuinely struggling to get this non magic kid to corporate with him*
Loki: Damnit CHILD! I'm trying to save your worthless life!
Peter: *Legit almost wins and gets left by himself in the zombieland* 
Loki: …What did they feed you?
-Peter is saved with a spell that's basically the bubble from steven universe but Loki style. He can breathe just fine, but he can't get out or call for hell. He spends many Hours like this.
-Ok so, Loki is a god. We have established this, I keep mentioning it (sorry) he himself brings this up multiple times. What is something gods tend to have sometimes? Avatars, people who act out their will on Earth. You see where I'm going with this? Since Peter is the only mortal from his world he has access to, and because he is stuck on the watchtower, he decides to make a deal with Peter to make him his Avatar and have him look for the others (Thor). Peter, after having most of the situation explained to him, accepts his offer, with a few conditions here and there that prevent Loki from taking full advantage of him. But at the end of the day, they are both desperate and accept the others' offers and conditions with little fuss.
-Deals and conditions for the avatar contract between Peter and Loki
Loki’s Mission: Find the other mortals and spread chaos as his agent Loki’s Offer: Slight magical aid, “ability boost”, Protection from other magical entities, Godly guide and knowledge and Loki wont force Peter into doing anything too grotesque Loki’s conditions for Peter: He will be able to access anything Peter is seeing and be able to take control of any situation if he sees it fit, he must go on the missions he sends him on, And if the situation ever truly demands it, he will listen to everything Loki tells him to do Peter’s Mission: Finding his friends and finding a cure to his world in this new one as Loki’s Agent. He must also make good impressions on other Magical being in this world as to not shame the god he’s representing Peter Offer: His loyalty and tentative trust, he won't argue too much and will do his absolut best to find Thor. he will Listen to Loki and do what he says Peter’s Conditions for Loki: Will become his Avatar as long as he gets to keep being a hero and doesn't have to hurt or kill people. He will only do a mission once a month, and he will not advertise the Avatar bit. Peter gets free will, He can refuse to do something as long as he isn't demanded of it.
With this, a hand shake, and some blood, The deal is made in the bubble in the middle of the ocean.
-Peter is now Loki’s Avatar, Moonknight style, Yay! They don't really like each other that much due to circumstance but it's fineeeeeee. I did this because 1) I thought of a scenario that didn't really make sense unless Peter was somehow talking to him 2) It’s a little nod to the fact most of the fics have the snapped souls with Peter on his adventure. I thought that this way he can still have his voice in his head , it's not that crowded because it's only one voice, and it's not that Intrusive because Loki isn't going to be with Peter 24/7 only when he needs him, he's using some of his powers, or when he can sense distress or danger coming from Peter- Other than that he's stuck at the watchtower trying to plan his next moves. And 3) Cause the thought came to me and i thought it was fucking Holirouse.
-With Some trickery, Peter sneaks onto a boat and spends his time hidden under the deck pretending and hides like a corner spider the whole trip
-Peter in his, Hasn't been around actual living breathing humans for such a long time, self, breaks down and cries at the docks. Coincidentally, The bats are doing a drug bust there and a wearhouse not 10 feet away from him blows up. 
-Peter in his typical fashion, Puts on his mask and runs into the building looking for survivors.
-The bats, not knowing what happened, see’s this costume stranger helping the thugs get away and immediately clocks him as a villain. Opps
-They fight, misunderstandings happen and now, The friendly neighborhood Spider-Man Is on the front page as gothams hottest new Rogue. Well shit
-Peter being the smart guy he is, squats at an unoccupied apartment and claims it as his. Then Loki shows up after weeks of radio silence, takes one look at the place and says, hell nah, and fixes the place up with magic making the place more than livable. With some (probably magical) persuasion, the guy renting out the place actually puts him on the lease with 50 bucks of monthly rent. Does Peter feel guilty…well? Gotta roll with the punches man. Plus, this place looks nice, ignoring his 20 something neighbor that has enough blood on him to turn his white hair dye red that had sent his spider sense. This is fine.
-With some help from the voice in his head and walking through dark alleys at night, he finds a guy that works for immigration and was selling sketchy (But legit) identities. Not really trusting the guy but in desperate need and ID for the lease he was about to sign, He coughs up all the savings he had, took a Photo, and Ben P. Riley was born. He said he didn't trust the guy.
-Peter has decided to go by an alias for a few reasons, like not knowing if there was already another Peter Parker in this reality and not really wanting to risk it or the plain fact that he didn't really trust anyone in this new reality with it  (Loki and his magical guidance, he has firmly decided to never give out his name so freely ever again). His name is one of the last things from his past life that he can call his own, And if his “Villainous” identity was revealed as Peter Parker, he didn't know if he could handle it. The most simple reason was that he just missed his family and wanted something in this new life he was making for himself to remind himself of them. Ofcourse, he still added that P in there middle so as to not completely erase himself.
-Peter spends a full month just trying to get used to living in a society again, This causes some problems and misunderstandings.
-After many series of misunderstandings and mishaps, everyone thinking he's evil, Peter decides, YK what's, If I can't beat them, join them. Peter starts going out as the “Villain Spider-Man” doing sketchy shit (normal teenage shit) and causing a commotion in Gotham. Peter counts this as his act of mischief and Loki agrees when he sees the kid sell his own photos to the newspaper. Peter isn't actually doing anything evil, it's just his presence that brings fear. The fact that the bats have caught him breaking into multiple high security facilities doesn't really help his case
-Peter spends his months looking through files and files of info searching for the others, but has just about no luck on anything.
-Peter, forced by a mission, goes undercover in Gotham prep to follow one of Loki’s leads. He doesn't really know what he's doing here, but this Tim guy is pretty nice
-Cause of the amazing pictures he keeps selling to the paper, the company hires him full time as their photographer for special events and even lets him write a few articles when they see the notes he puts next to his pictures that provide contexts and stuff like that. This job opens Peter to search to a whole new horizon.
-With Peter's new job, hes sent to many different cities which introduces him to many different people
-He meets Jimmy Olson on a trip to Metropolis and hits it off pretty well with the older man. Jimmy introduces him to his friends and coworkers Lois and Clark, both of whom are just a delegate. Though that Clark guy as not stopped setting of his spider sense since he met him
-The next place he went to was a city called Fawcett, where he was sent to help with a story with one of the local reporters who was apparently his age.
Boss guy: Ben, meet Billy. You two will be working together on the report for this years summer festival
The two sniff each other out as godly “employees” and exchange numbers. And thus, a friendship was born as Billy decided to keep an eye out for any other reality travelers, and Peter is put as one of his emergency contacts to help him get out of shit since he was “technically 20 according to his ID”
Peter: *Looks at Billy*
Billy: *Looks at ‘Ben’*
*Insert that one Spider-Man meme*
-Peter is also sent to Gothams sister city Bludhaven. Peter,ends up meeting a weird police officer that keeps expecting him to take pictures of the guy. But he's nice enough and bought him a hotdog and a cinnamon roll(even though he now thinks he's allergic to them), so the weird outweighs the good.
-On his trip to Bludhaven, Peter decides to go out as spider-man. Not to cause trouble, but to go sightseeing and swinging without the interference of a bat. He ends up sitting upside down on an old building (like that one Atsv scene)  working on some leads he has when all of a sudden, Nightwing appeared right behind him dangling off the side of the building like a mad man giving him a heart attack. Nightwing is about to confront the spider after his sneak attack was caught, but before he does, Peter holds out the cinnamon roll towards the vigilante as a peace offering rushing out the words “Please don't hit me!” and Nightwing just stares. He stares long and hard looking between the treat and the Spider mask. Peter was about to run from them when Nightwing sort of just…sits. Or sits at the best of his abilities with no gravity defying powers. He actually does a pretty good job at it. Nightwing takes to offering with a nod and the 2 just sort of sit there in silence. It's awkward and weird, and quiet but for some reason he doesn't feel as uncomfortable as he thinks he should. Even less when he feels the ringing of his spider senses slowly die down as the minutes pass until it's just a constant hum at the back of his head
-They don't talk after that but from here is a turning point as to how the Bat clan view the spider.
More? Nay I say! (There will be a part 2 to this specific post, but it has gotten too long and I need to go to bed. So hopefully this will do for now :^) Plus this feels like agood stoping point since I feel like that ending would mark the ending to an arc
Please let me know what you think of this AU. I love seeing other people's ideas and thoughts. It fuels me lo
And make sure to keep an eye out for Part 2 of this post.
Later
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Alright, you guessed it..
Ceo of Noah/Alenoah (or any ship I can think of) writing ideas, Pt.3🤩!! (Bc I haven't done one in a while and I NEED new Alenoah fics)
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- Halloween idea !!
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- Noah, after only really being in contact with Owen, Decides to go to the total drama Halloween reunion.
- (This takes place like 3 years after world tour btw)
- Alejandro is there (it wouldn't be a Alenoah post without him❗️💯) dressed as a vampire
- (Noah is wearing matching Halloween costumes with team e-scope + Owen :3)
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Owens dressed up as a golden retriever, Noah is dressed as a black cat, Izzys an orange cat and Eva is a Doberman, Why would i add this? Because i can and for a jealous Alejandro or smth later on [I am feeding into the gatito thing])
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- One of the activities they have at where the reunion is, is a haunted house.
- Sadly, in the haunted house, Noah loses Eva, Owen and Izzy.
- BUT, he runs into Alejandro in it tho.
- (despite Alejandro not rlly liking Owen or Izzy, He still offers to help Noah find them)
- Alejandro makes some sort of comment about the groups matching costumes.
(Right here's kinda a gap bc idk when after that so let's skip that)
- Now, Noah doesn't get scared easy, But he still somehow gets jumpscared (💀) and backs into Alejandro
- Alejandro teases Noah but then right after that, Alejandro gets jumpscared too and holds onto Noah.
(I just thought that would be funny/Cute lmao)
- They FINALLY find the others
- The rest is up to you !
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(Ps. If any of you could feed into my headcannon of Noah having Electric eel scars (Earlier post, scroll a little) in this story, I will explode in a positive way)
As always, Feel free to use this prompt!!😋
All my Socials (including A03) are @noahcue !! (MY TIKTOK IS Noahcue_tumblr)
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what's up pookie it's just me, PLEASE REMEMBER FOLKS I HAVE MY MOTA ACCOUNT THIS ONE IS JUST MY MAIN. But heyyy people, it's your second favourite whore who's present on this channel <3
Anyways, about that wrestling fic. I'm very sorry but just the image of them tackling one another into the dirt like they do in that scene, and maybe people are around them, or it's when they're just on base somewhere. Either way, some form of tension has gotten to them and they're both a little riled up, John more than anything. Gale tries to push off his attempts, but John's persistent, managing to get them down onto the ground with him. But Gale thinks fast, able to get himself on top, his thighs straddling John's hips, trying to use his grip to hold John's arms down but they keep shoving up against him, bucking their hips to try and knock him off. It's pretty consistent for a couple of moments, until one move stirs a feeling in Gale's pants and he freezes for a second, immediately being like "John," warning them to stop moving, but they don't.
In fact, John starts getting a little more frantic with his moves, dragging his legs up to wrap around Gale, pulling them flat against him to try and restrict movement but it just keeps driving friction elsewhere. Gale's trying hard not to let it get to him, but he knows if he doesn't get away in the next couple of seconds that he won't be able to control himself. He starts to plead, "Bucky stop, get off me you animal, let go" and John barks out a laugh, he's loving every second of this, is getting more competitive, "Can't take it Buck? Huh? Thought you didn't like me going easy on you"
Then John rolls them over, presses his palms down to Gale's arms, feels them wriggling and squirming under him, locks his knee between their thighs, and each time he presses them down, his leg rubs up against them, and suddenly a flush starts to grow, and Gale looks dizzy, and John's hand comes to their throat, getting a little too into it. "C'mon Gale, just admit it, I'm stronger" and he doesn't even realise, too wound up in his game to see that Gale's hips are starting to twitch, and when he finally gets a hand free he brings it to John's wrists, nails dragging to pull them off. John's not even pressing that hard, he just thinks they're messing, doesn't realise until Gale suddenly gasps under him, until those nails drag down his arm and it's just fingertips pressing to his skin, until the blond's eyes roll and his back arches off the ground.
He immediately relents, letting go, eyes wide, staring down at Gale in shock, his breath caught in his throat as Gale finally turns his head, brows knitted together, flush to his cheeks, pupils blown wide. "I fucking told you to lay off-" He tries to sound pissed but the anger isn't there, just something else.
John feels himself get hard.
DOG I'M SORRY I'M A WHORE FOR ACCIDENTAL STIMULATION PLEASE FORGIVE ME DON'T EVEN WORRY ABOUT THIS, YOU SHOULDN'T EVEN POST- ((GUNSHOTS))
I HATE YOU SO MUCH CAN YOU JUST WRITE THIS YOURSELF GOD FUCKING DAMN. I FEEL CONCUSSED GENUINELY HELLO
I DON'T EVEN HAVE ANYTHING TO ADD MY MOUTH IS DRY
you writing john pov of a wrestling scene and me writing gale pov of a wrestling scene companion fics but different scenarios when??
(this is from @curtsbigspoon btw go follow bc she is a god among brainrotters <3)
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lucluvr · 1 year
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I’LL BE GOOD, I PROMISE ... ! (ZHONGLI) 
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# synopsis...! – the war has ended, peace has returned to liyue harbor. morax finally has a day off to enjoy. he wakes up besides his partner and he can’t help but touch them
# contains … ?! - explicitly nsfw ! creampies, gn!reader, afab anatomy is used in here, a little bit of fluff, degradation, praise, use of petnames: doll, darling, sweetheart, you call zhongli “my lord”, begging, oral (f!receiving), dirty talk, dumbification, aftercare !! 
notes ... ?! - lowercase is intentional btw !! 
# word count… -  3k
# a/n !! - hi ~~ okay so ik i said i have a kaeya fic planned, which i do dw dw !! i have an old ao3 fic sitting in my doc, so i decided why not post it bcos tbh i rlly love it. im a big dumbification lover so yeah... anyways please enjoy and stay safe :D 
zhongli is a man of many secrets, but these secrets will unfold in the future. as of now, he's just simply morax who basks in your warmth in the early mornings. he snuck out of bed, grabbing a robe, tying the ribbon around his waste, swiftly and tightly. he quietly brews himself a cup of tea, and one for you. he allows it to cool down on the bedside table, softly tucking himself back under the covers.
he rouses you from your sleep with quiet shushes being made to pull you back. but his small comfortings go to waste, as you scrunch your eyes, slowly opening them. the golden rays being shielded by the light colored curtains made your eyes sting. blinking, twice, now thrice, you finally are able to open your eyes. you're greeted by a very happy morax. his tattoos are even glowing. 
"well good morning, my love," he smiles softly, moving your hair out of your face. he changed your spot from when you fell asleep. before your arms were draped over his shoulder, his head on your chest. now it seems that the tables have turned. his smile is soft, yet too wide. he's known to be cheeky, especially at times like this. you look away from his eyes, dragging them down to his arms. they're adorned with fingernails marks and his tattoos. if you squint, you can see they shine ever so slightly in the early morning light. 
"good morning," you clear your throat. he chuckles softly, feeling the vibrations oh his laugh. he leans down, kissing the crown of your head, turning on his side to face you. the robe falls off his shoulder slightly, revealing more of his arms and collarbone. seeing the sight, draws your attention to his neck and chest. they're painted with marks of you. the sight makes your stomach fill with butterflies and your cheeks are flushed.
xiansheng is anything but dumb. he clearly understands every expression you make, the ever so slight tilts of your lips, the fastening pace of your breathing, and the redness all over you cheeks and ears. he coos at the sight, pulling you closer with an arm wrapped around your waist. 
"did you sleep well?" he asks, gently grasping your hand, kissing every knuckle. he makes his way down your wrist, gently massaging it as an apology. the sight of him so close and his lips latched onto your wrist makes you look away. 
"yes, very. are you going out of town again today?" you ask him, a slight whine in your voice. he picks up on it, slightly raising his eyebrow. he understands your need last night, but again? it amuses him no less and adds to the cards he can put down to make you tremble. 
"no, not today. im free today, besides a meeting, but that's in the afternoon. the war has ended, yet they all seem to drag it along even further. especially that barbatos boy. he's a pain in my ass," morax grumbles, shifting his focus to your other wrist. you chuckle at the sight of seeing such a short man piss of a giant like rex lapis. 
"be careful, he can hear you," you wink at him, releasing a small laugh from the man. you slowly pulls you even closer, your arms now draped over his shoulders. he pulls you in for a kiss, a quick one. he makes his way down your jaw, neck, chest. he lays you down gently, his lips attached to your chest, darkening and making new marks. 
his thumb runs over your ribs, holding you in place softly. the feeling of him latching onto you makes you want to squirm, but he never allows that. 
"stay still," he mumbles into the crook of your neck. he slowly pulls away, laying himself on his stomach between your legs. his hands grabs onto one of your thighs, slowly lifting it over his shoulder. he softly bites into the softness of your thighs, but his other hand keeps you in place. all you can really do in this moment in whine his name and pray that he gives you what you want, but then again, he likes to be the one in control.
he stares up at you, his eyes dilating as the sight of you. he understands how needy you are, really he does. he's been with you for years, taken you day after day, but you never fail to surprise him as to how needy you can get. he's a man who likes to take his time, relax after a hard days work, but you can't. after being apart for so long after long, excruciating days, you want nothing more than to please the man you love. he finds it adorable as to how much he can get you to beg.
"my lord…please hurry," you shuffle slightly. your face is plastered in the pillow, embarrassed beyond belief. he takes pleasure in seeing you so shaky and needy. there's been a few times he's want to see you cry, yet he can't do that to you no matter how pretty you look like that. yet, his demeaning words aren't a subject of guilt.
"you did so well yesterday, being patient and still, why can't you be like that now? i've morphed you into such a needy thing." he hums has he purposely puffs out air along your thighs. he pauses for a moment to take in the sight above him. he admires your flushed out features, pretty body, everything about you. his heart swells. he's so in love. despite his absolute love and adoration for you, that doesn't mean you can get away with being so disobedient without a slap on the wrist. "i ought to stop spoiling you so much, hm? maybe leave you high and dry for a day or so," you whine into the pillow, rutting your hips towards him, pleading with him. he rubs your hip with his thumb in soothing circles, but keeps a firm grip holding you in place.
"i can't take anymore, please…" as said before, all you can do is whine and beg him. you squirming around though isn't helping your clause. 
"if you stay still, then yes, i'll be very happy to help you, my darling. you just need to stay put okay?" he sucks on the flesh of your inner thigh. his other hand spreads your legs further apart, slipping his pointer finger in. you shiver at the intrusion. he continues to nip at your thighs, making no effort to move his finger. he taps your hip, sinking his finger in deeper. he crooks his finger upwards.
"darling, come now, i can't do all the work for you, can i?" you shake your head. he smiles into your skin, "you know what to do" the words roll off his tongue, and your hips practically move on their own. your hand grips onto his shoulder, tugging him closer. 
"my lord, please, just help me" you thrust on his fingers a little harder. he hums, occupying himself with your thighs. he refuses to even acknowledge your requests until you've come on his fingers all by yourself. he'll assist you with his finger, but he will not move. 
"please im so tired, my legs hurt" it's true, your knees slightly ache after being over his shoulders for so long. it's manageable, but he doesn't need to know that. yet, he does. he insists you're just fine and continues his fascination with your thighs. his hand that was perched on your hip makes its way up to your chest. he nimble fingers pinch and roll your nipples, feeling the peeks harden in between his fingers. you arch your back up, more wanton moan flowing out of your mouth. 
slowly you feel him dip another finger inside you, stretching you out. he moves his fingers in a scissoring motion. you can't take his antagonizing teasing. he wont help you at all. poor thing…
"you're so incompetent. i ask of you to do one thing and all you do is moan and complain about hard it is. can you really not do it? i don't remember you being so selfish…you disappoint me, darling" he clicks his tongue, retreating from your body. your head shoots up, clawing at his robe, pulling him back to your body. you can't disappoint him. no, no... he falls with his back against the headboard, you splayed out on his lap, thighs either side of his. his hands find purchase at your hips again, the thin material of your nightdress hiding nothing from his eyes.his pupils shrink, becoming diamonds. his eyebrow quirks up, surprised by your actions.
"oh? what's this?" he grips your body tighter, pulling you even closer. in the process the drags your bare cunt on his clothed thigh. you jump slightly. a smug smile spreads across his face. you clutch onto his chest, rocking your hips back and forth. you have to prove to him you can do it. it's just so hard. it's just that he does it so well. he makes your brain all fuzzy and you feel so good with him. he's able to find all of your most sensitive spots, he praises you so well. every time he touches you, you can't help but melt into his touch. you want him to touch you again, properly. you did so well yesterday, why can't you do that again? you wrap your arms around his broad shoulder, burying your face into the crook of his neck.
"my lord, please," you drag your words on. he simply hums, petting your head. "i promise i'll be good, please don't leave," you pause, gasping for air. pressure builds up in your stomach, making you curl into the man's body. you start to move your hips more erratically and with much more force. "i'll be so good for you, i promise, i promise, i promise" your furrow your brows, promising him your obedience. 
he's used to hearing such mantras from you and from others. obedience is something a god expects, especially one as powerful as him. he understands it can be difficult to help yourself, especially like this, but he sees how quickly you cum. he doesn't understand why you can't do it on your own. he underestimates his effect on your body, the hold he has on your mind. he makes you hot and bothered anytime he leans down slightly to whisper something in your ear. it could be something as innocent as informing you as to whom you must keep the best appearances in front of, or who he does not like. the feelings of his large hands taking purchases on your waist, and the feeling of his breath on your oh-so-sensitive-neck, can get anyone flustered. 
"i won't disappoint you, i promise. i'm so good, all for you, my lord, please see that," your voice strains and you arch into him. you just need a little push. you're so close. his hand migrate from your hip, to your clit. his calloused fingers rubbing circles onto the swollen nub hard. that was the little push you needed. you grip onto him, biting into his fair skin, eliciting a small groan out of him. he sees your muscles tighten, pride swelling in him. he knew you could do it. he hums, satisfied at his handiwork. he lays you in front of him on your back, thighs parted and laid over his. he parts your lips, taking a look at your hole. 
he slips his fingers in again, his thumb finding it's rightful place on your clit. you twitch, your mind still hazy from cumming. you clutch onto his wrist, shaking your head. no, no, no. you open your eyes slightly, looking at him, your face flushed. he picks you up, repositioning you with your head on the pillows. you again find him between your legs, but this time he dives in. his lips latch onto your clit and he sucks. you gasp and twitch in his hold. he pulls back, pulling off the ribbon his robe, tying your wrists together, then to the bedpost. he goes back to eating you out like a mad man.
this time you really are helpless. you can't do anything but allow him to flick his tongue over your clit as much as pleases, allow his fingers to abuse your hole, creaming over his face and wrist as much as pleases. he is a god, after all. what they want will come true. if he intends to keep you here for hours, then he will. 
he  pulls you to the edge numerous times, but refuses to let you cum. he deems you ready to take him. your mind is foggy. all you know is that he stopped his abuse on your cunt. the cold air hits your body, making you twitch. your legs twitch from his ministrations, your thighs are slick with your own cum, his saliva and wetness. you let out a weak moan of his name. he smiles slightly, cupping your face in his hand. he knows your long gone, but your body is aware it's him. you melt into his hand. he presses a kiss against your forehead before sticking his fingers into your mouth. your body already knows what to do. you lick his fingers and slightly bite his fingertips. he pulls them away.
he slowly strokes his cock at the sight below him. your bangs are sticking to your forehead, legs trembling around his hips, tears treading down your pretty face. his hand grips your jaw, parting your lips apart. your tongue lolls out, your pretty head thinking he's going to make you suck his fingers again. instead he spits right into your mouth and you swallow. you let out a little moan after realizing what he had done. he lets out a toothy grin, patting your cheek. 
he wraps his fist around his cock again, positioning himself. he rubs the head against your clit a few times, gathering up your slick. he pushes in slowly, watching your face contort as every inch sinks in between your thighs.
"my lord," you breath, rutting your hips up to meet his. he leans down, grasping onto your thighs, throwing it over his shoulder. he thrusts even deeper, your bodies chest to chest. you whine and moan at the feeling as he nips under your jaw, on your neck. he kisses your pretty lips. he's glad he can make you feel so carefree. he's happy he can make you feel this good. he feels you tighten around him, understanding you're going to cum again. you repeat his name like a mantra along with, "can't, stop, no" but he knows you can. you've done it so many times, you can do it again.
"you're okay pretty thing, i've got you, sweetheart. you can cum again" he talks into your skin, his thumb once again finding purchase on your clit. he rubs and rubs until your mind shatters. you feel yourself clench around him, all of this pressure is at its climax and you let go, cumming all over him. you squirt over his lower abdomen, your thighs, his cock, everywhere. it's a mess, but morax doesn't seem to care. in fact, he's infatuated. he wants to see it again. he rubs your clit even faster, not minding the cute protests spilling out of your mouth and thrusts even harder. 
he lifts your thigh higher. you throw your head back. at this rate, you don't know if you can cum again, but you want it. you need to be good for him. you have to cum, you have to. the seemingly familiar pressure builds up in your stomach again. morax's thrusts seem to get less and less rhythmic. he's close and knows you are too. 
"come on, doll. you're gonna come with me right?" he buries his face in your neck, decorating your neck in red and purple bruises. you nod, you nod at every request of his. you're so good, so good for him. what morax wants, he gets. especially from you. he pushes down on your stomach, thumb flicking at your clit harshly. he's thrusting without any other thought in mind other than he must cum in you. it'd be a crime if he didn't do this. he sucks in a large breath of air and exhales immediately as he feels you clench around his length and cum all over his cock. that pushes him over the edge and he spills his cum all inside you. he kisses your neck, lips, eyes, cheeks, jaw, chest everywhere over and over again.
your body feels limp, you're warm, your limbs hurt. he pulls out. you can feel the weight of the bed shift. he cleans himself and you up. you unties your wrists, kissing the red marks all over them. he pulls you back onto his lap, and lets you lay limp against him as you come back to him. he whispers sweet nothings in your ears. he praises you and your obedience. he kisses the crown of your head and lays you back down besides his body. he reaches over for his tea on the nightstand, but it seems to have gone cold. no matter, he can brew a new one later. he's tired. 
you peer up at his through your lashes. he neatens your hair, pats your head, and then sinks back into bed. morax thinks he should tell his other adepti to take over his work more often. he believes it's important for married couples to enjoy intimate times together. he's even more adamant about it because it's you. it's you who he gets to do things with. it's you he gets to kiss, to hold, you laugh with, to call his partner. it's you, it's always been you. 
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dolldefiler · 2 months
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Update, update, update.
This is long and boring so feel free to skip this :)
Hello, hello, everyone. I've got a couple of things to throw out there so let's begin with some good news. I joined Tumblr on 23rd January and it's almost been a month now. In that time, I've received a fair number of followers and notes which is pretty crazy (I don't know why the new followers != total followers). Considering the themes I write around, I figured I'd primarily get a bunch of hate mail (which I have, but the love I've received has drowned that out), so thank you!
I did also pop up a Ko-fi link on my bio briefly. Someone sent me some money (thank you btw) and then I took it down because I felt bad. There are definitely more charitable causes in the world than some guy who writes out his fantasies. Never mind, I've received a bunch of DMs and asks telling me to keep it up (which is crazy to me because why would you give anyone money for content when you can consume it for free). I'll pop it back up when I feel like I've written enough to justify it, which I think is a suitable compromise.
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Now onto the bad news. I've been away for a few days and my upload speed will continue to be slow for the foreseeable future. It is a little difficult to juggle acting like a rapist online when you're getting brutally raped by constant university deadlines. I'll still post, but probably not at the rate I was going at before... Unless I decide I want to procrastinate my work.
Also, regarding DMs and Asks, I'll rewrite those sections in my intro post because I've come back to about 100 additional asks in 3 days, and a slightly smaller number of DMs. If I don't answer you, it's not because I hate you, I'm just hella busy.
Onto the issue of hate mail and whatnot, I completely expected it so I have nothing to say about it (besides, if you're reading this, I expect you're probably not going to turn around a call me a vile piece of shit for whom medieval torture methods should exclusively be brought back into fashion). That being said, I've talked to a close friend and the concept of potentially adding content warnings and the such to my work came up. I've developed my writing through talking to people and posting comments on Reddit, so I've never felt the need to add these, and I figured tagging my work would work just as well. Is this something you'd like me to do going forward? I'll add a poll.
And finally, to wrap up, here's my to-do list for this blog:
Add coloured text to old posts (and new posts going forward)
Potentially add content warnings
Hopefully pluck up the effort to edit my work
And that's about it. Sorry for yapping so much. Thank you for sticking around. Much love. Big hugs. I'll catch you later, alligator. Byeeeee.
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someverygaymoth · 3 months
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MASTER POST!
Welcome to the Moth Den! This blog is the home of KD!AU, The Retriver Institute, The Horrors in the Wilde, CFK!AU, Skyfall AU, Bugged!Cross(Bug), and plenty of other AUs.
(check out my AU details list here)
I'm still figuring out Tumblr, so be patient with me please!
It's important to note that I do write proship/dead dove content, and as a psych enthusiast, I believe exploring darkness through fiction can be a positive and safe experience! So, hopefully there's no confusion there. There's a list of what I am comfortable writing about vs not below the cutoff. (That is why I focus heavily on tagging all of my works adequately, and all of my posts! So that you can block keywords you don't want popping up on your timeline, and you —hopefully— never have to run into anything you don't want to see on my page!)
Two quick rules!
1. We're a SFW blog here, so when I do get our asks set up, please keep everything rated E to PG-13, alright?
2. I personally do not care what people write or draw as long as they're keeping things safe and having fun. Don't bring silly conflicts about what people write or draw onto my blog. (I'm referring to proship/antiship arguments) Thank you!
And a quick note, I do not currently take drawing or writing requests, but I do take suggestions. If you would like to suggest something to draw, I do not guarantee that even if I respond I will do said suggestion or finish it if I do start it. But please feel free to ask questions about my AUs and the characters within them!
Links↓↓ and about me↓↓
Here's the link to our SFW Discord, make sure to be kind and pay attention to the rules!
You can find me on AO3 at Some_VeryGayMoth, although not everything on there is SFW, so navigate with care!
And on Twitter, where I never post, @TgayMoth
Please make sure to take care of yourself and pay attention to tags on any of my writing, or any writing in general. If you see something you do not want to see, don't click on it. Tumblr does indeed have a keyword filter, and I will always do my best to use keywords in my posts, so if you do not know how to set up your keyword filter with the things you don't want to see on your timeline, I would highly recommend you check out this link on YouTube that will show you exactly how to do that!
Now that I've mentioned keyword filters— here's what I write vs don't write!
I write angst, violence, hurt/comfort, gore, all that good stuff.
I've written twincest(shout-out to Dreammare)(not defending this one at all, this was whore activity, and honestly if you're shipping this while riding on the technicality that they're not really brothers you have some shit to sort out because homie this is still just twincest, but I do question whether this counts as twincest due to them being one spirit split in two and popped out of a tree, so like, take that as you will)
I'm not comfortable writing any parent/child stuff but no shade if you do, I usually don't like any OG fontcest stuff either it's just hard for me to digest but again no shade.
I've written stuff about anxiety, depression, schizophrenia, disability, all sorts of trauma, lots of that.
I won't talk about the kinks I write and don't write on here but oh readers there are many yesses, maybes, and hard nos to be found there, I assure you. And again, write or read, no shade.
Uhh honestly I think that's all I have, which is kinda L, maybe I need to step up my dark fiction game if this is all I've got. (It can get so much worse and istg I will write worse stuff to spite anyone who's tossing around hate like it's confetti. And I'll tag it properly so they don't have to see it if it makes them uncomfortable. I'm just cool like that.)
(Oh btw if you're not tagging your stuff properly or make a fuss about tagging things when someone tells you that you didn't tag something properly, you and me ain't cool. Nothing about that is okay. I will never fuss about someone asking me to add a tag, if I EVER miss something please tell me, I will happily add tags for you and keep them in mind for next time.)
About me↓↓
I have been writing for about four and a half years now for the fandom, and I've been here since about the very beginning. I started posting my writing back in early 2021. It's been so wonderful to see this fandom grow and change, blossoming with many fun aus and beautiful ideas, and I hope I can contribute to many more beautiful ideas on my little corner of the internet.
I have some physical health problems that may make it difficult for me to post more regularly, but I will do my best!
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teabookgremlin · 9 months
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i have been having so many thoughts recently about van and her relationship to her appearance. are these thoughts coherent? not particularly. am i going to try to make them somewhat coherent to share with you all now? yes. will i make any sense or say anything that hasn’t already been said? that remains to be determined
i first really started thinking about this when i started my fic feel like me again but honestly it had been floating around in my mind since we got our first look at adult van and the debate over if she was butch enough began (she is btw that is not up for discussion here and not the point of this post). anyway lets get into some of my thoughts.
first i wanna talk about her hair. i know recently people have been pointing out how before the wolf attack we most commonly see van with her hair tied back (with the exception of just a few occasions) and how after the wolf attack it is always down (except for during doomcoming but then her scars are covered by a mask). it’s very clear that her hair becomes a shield for her, using it as a way to hide her scars. even as an adult it’s never up and we see it hanging in her face a lot. especially back in society it makes sense to me that van would want to hide her scars somewhat, i mean her whole thing is trying to live in a past where none of the bad shit happened. as for before the attack, her hair being pulled up often, first of all same, i do this and for me its bc i’m sick of my hair and just haven’t gotten around to cutting it yet. it could be similar for van or she just prefers it out of her face. i feel like it’s unlikely that she wouldn’t have cut it if she wanted to as she already presents pretty butch and presumably is not overly bothered by people clocking her (kind of drawing this from both her appearance and that she is so much less concerned with being caught by the others than tai is) but there is still the possibility that she just doesn’t want another thing about her to scream dyke as she is living in an american suburb in the 90s. 
onto her scars specifically. i love how she stops covering them after tai tells her that she’s beautiful. i’d imagine that van is not someone who is used to compliments on her appearance (or at least not ones that are affirming to her). i also know that a lot of us have headcanons that her mom is shitty to her about her appearance (or at least i do and i’ve seen it in a few fics) so hating how she looks would have become internalized and the scars would just make it worse. and there’s how she storms out at the suggestion of a party, hiding off in the woods until tai comes, bringing a solution and way to support her. and she clings to tai as they first walk out at doomcoming, holding her arm, kind of tucking herself against/behind her until the kiss. in this moment van is shown that she is still desirable despite the scars and this is just further affirmed when tai asks to see her without the mask and calls her beautiful. and going forward she doesn’t directly hide them anymore, even as an adult when in society, where facial scarring would get her more attention than among a group of teenagers who all know exactly what happened and are too busy trying to survive to care about appearance.
this is all i’ve got for now but i certainly think that there is so much to talk about concerning van and her appearance both because of her scarring and because a complicated relationship with presentation is not uncommon among lesbians. idk i have lots of thoughts but putting them into words is hard so feel free to add on your own ideas and happy van vednesday
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little-miss-bi-panic · 3 months
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-𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒚-
-𝑭𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓-
-I'm an absolute SUCKER for the "patching up" trope, so here's my first post! Btw, this is like my first time writing so feel free to add tips and criticism etc; Also this is really short ngl
The scenario is basically they got into a fight and Five is injured, but the reader doesn't know it yet.
Notes/Warnings- The reader goes by she/her, and my warnings are blood, wounds, slight language in some parts, and let me know about anything else I missed!
Mostly fluff tbh
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Five and I walked into the Academy, exhausted after an encounter with some Commission agents who got sent after us. Immediately after I got through the front door, I checked over Five making sure he was okay, and he seemed fine enough until my eyes landed on a deep gash running over his side, staining his shirt and coat.
"Five what the hell!" I exclaimed, grabbing his hand and sitting him down on the couch, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine I have better things to worry about"
"What's the point if you bleed out on the couch?" I retorted, as I walked to the bathroom to grab the first aid supplies, and I returned with rubbing alcohol, some gauze, cotton pads, and bandages. I began to lift his shirt up to access the wound, taking care not to inflict any more damage. I poured rubbing alcohol onto one of the cotton pads and started to clean his wound. He hissed in pain as the alcohol made contact with open skin.
"Shit that hurts," Five groaned, leaning his head back, grimacing.
"Do you want an infection?" I replied, applying the gauze over the gash, and wrapping the bandages securely. Once the large wound was finished I started working on the rest of him, wiping the blood off of his face and cleaning up his smaller scratches around his face. Once I was done I put all of the supplies away and I slumped next to Five, leaning into him, tired as hell. Five returned the motion, leaning against me. I felt myself getting more and more drowsy, but I didn't mind. For one of the few times ever, I had a moment alone with Five, and we never really cared all that much for talking. Every glance, every slight touch, every little smile meant more to me than any words. For once, it was just us. Nothing extravagant, just me and him, and maybe that was all I needed. Five was the one person that I would be willing to march through hell for, that I wouldn't hesitate to even kill for. Maybe these little moments made it all worth it.
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Hope you enjoyed!
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