#fuck it im posting this

[elven-kisses]

so those magic crystals huh..

#fuck it im posting this #convex #goodtimeswithscar #gtws #cubfan #cubfan135 #hermitcraft s7 #hermitcraft #kit art

[crows-of-buckets]

Edelgard was 18.

Edelgard was 18 and held the entirety of her future in her hands. She was 18 and alone, 18 and scared, 18 and angry.

Edelgard was 18 sitting at a desk. Her desk. The walls of her room at the officers academy felt just as much protection as they did a cage at that moment. The wooden floors creaked under the weight of her chair.

Tomorrow things would change. Her and Hubert would walk alone, and together they would face down former friends turned foes as they carved their bloody path.

They would face the professor.

Edelgard leaned back, tears blurring her vision. She was doing her homework. Why was she doing her homework? Tomorrow in the holy tomb she would plunge Fodlan into a war the likes of which no one had seen in centuries. Homework was the least of her concerns.

She would have to face the professor.

Byleth, the stone faced mercenary who threw herself in front of Edelgard with no hesitation. Byleth, who spent hours carefully guiding her students to their fullest potential. Byleth, who sometimes got pale in battle after a particularly rough fight. Not because she feared her own safety, but because she feared that any of her students had received more than a scratch. Byleth, who patiently let Edelgard explain her nightmares. Byleth, who watched her be crowned Emperor of Adrestia.

The first person in a long time that Edelgard truly cared about.

She had tried so hard to avoid harboring any affection for her professor - for any of the residents at garreg mach. And yet the ashen demon had carved a place into her heart, dragging her students to reside there alongside her. Edelgard felt her throat tighten at the thought of raising her blade at Dorothea- at Ferdinand, at Caspar, at Linhardt, at Bernadetta, at Petra. Over the past few months their antics had grown on her, and now guilt lumped in her throat. She would turn her blades onto them, her kind and slightly stupid classmates. They would follow Byleth, and Byleth would follow the Church.

It made her feel sick.

Long past the point of caring about her homework, Edelgard walked over to her dresser. Flowers- mostly from the professor- were starting to shrivel in their vases. How poetic, she thought that they too shall die the last night I am an ally to those I hold dear. She plucked a flower from the vase- a single rose- and sat on the bed.

There was no point in trying to sleep. Anticipation and anxiety coursed through her. Tomorrow she would have to be a different woman. No longer Edelgard, the imperial princess of Adrestia. No longer Edelgard, the flame emperor, or Edelgard, house leader of the black eagles.

Tomorrow, she would be Edelgard, Emperor of Adrestia, the woman who tore the land from it's fragile peace for the sake of her own ideals.

She pulled her legs up, laying her head on her knees.

There would be no sleep tonight. For Edelgard was 18, and she had a world to change.

Whether it be by herself, or with allies at her back, the Emperor of Adrestia had work to do.

#edelgard #edelgard von hresvelg #fuck it im posting this #fe3h #edelgard fire emblem #fire emblem edelgard #fire emblem 3h #fire emblem three houses #black eagles fe3h #black eagles #please dont judge too hard okay i don't write a lot #i also wrote this when i was doing horrible mentally #being 18 fucked with me so hard i felt like an awful person for exsisting #im doing better now but like. this is not just a character study i was throwing myself onto the page lmao

[ecoamerica]

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[transingthoseformers]

Optimus straddles Megatron's helm, glancing upwards Megatron can see the prime has not bothered to retract his battle mask.

"Lick."

"and you exp–"

Optimus's valve panel snaps open, and he presses it against his self proclaimed nemesis's face.

"I said, fucking lick. unless you don't want to do this?"

"... yes, Prime."

Megatron simply relaxes into his role, opening his mouth and his smooth glossa pushes against the smaller mech's almost delicate seeming valve. Megatron's own valve begun to lubricate breems ago, while they were still fighting. He'd give anything to have something in it tonight.

Optimus, however, is anything but delicate during this, settling on using Megatron's helm to ground himself. He start to move slightly, grinding against the Decepticon.

They will never admit they missed thks dynamic, how Megatron enjoys how Optimus has grown more bold since the last time they interfaced, before the war. Though, this wasn't the air of two young lovers fooling around under the stars.

This was a display of dominance.

#valveplug #take #i think I've showed a bit of this in the past #inspired by art i saw #tfp optimus prime #tfp megatron #megop #probably ooc #fuck it im posting this #ficlet

[whump-in-the-closet]

(Re)Introduction

—because I never got around to making one when i first made the blog—

The name is Troy and i am a sleep-deprived guy on the internet. I have currently three monster energy drinks inside me. I love reading (yes this means you can shamelessly self promote your fics and i will shamelessly devour them)

If you couldn’t tell by my url, i’m into whump, so here are a few tropes that are a favourite of mine (ranging from very vague to very specific)

plot driven whump

forced to kneel

stoic whumpees

fantasy whump

inhuman whumpees

whipping

dehumanization arcs

revenge arcs for the whumpees turned whumpers

antagonists turned whumpee (yeah i mean villain whump)

waterboarding

broken bones

vicious beatdown

interrogation whump

i could go on for a while, so i’ll stop there. The only thing i will say is that i won’t read/write NSFW stuff. Anything else is fair game. I currently have two active series im working on, both fantasy whump. And asks are always open!

Idk what else to say. This feels awkward and badly worded. Maybe i need to keep this in my drafts for another millennia. it’s been here for eight months already. maybe i need another monster energy—

#might delete later #i’m running on three hours of sleep hahahhahaha #that laugh is a cry of despair #anyway #whump intro #whumpblr #whump community #whump introduction #troy talks #fuck it im posting this

[shameless-sol-apologist]

#fuck it im posting this #struggled. so much with this one #sol gm #just. dont pay attention to the quality. please. head in hands #crart (crow art)

[canonically-a-genloser]

HAHA SILLY GENLOSS 4/4 ESCAPE AU ONESHOT

Sneeg would probably be lying if he said he understood Hetch.

The older boy was everything Sneeg had never been for Charlie- forgiving, gentle, good at listening, never got jealous or held a grudge no matter how much Showfall pampered the youngest of the trio.

Sneeg, on the other hand, didn't know how to be an older brother. Plain and simple. Especially adding in a teenager who had been physically and mentally wrecked by the same place who had been screwing Sneeg himself over since before he could remember.

And despite all the differences between Hetch and himself, he didn't suppose Hetch had known what to do either, after Randy left.

Died, Sneeg's mind corrected. He's dead, his brain chanted gleefully at him, like it always did.

Sneeg ignored it, because he'd learned to.

"Sneeg, could you come here for a minute?" Charlie's voice yanked him away from the voice pounding at the gates of his skull. The note of urgency in Charlie's voice put him on edge before he'd even registered that it was there.

It only took him a couple steps, and he was walking up the stairs into the shitty RV the trio had stolen from Showfall the day they left.

"Look at that," Charlie pointed out the side window, talking quietly so that Ranboo wouldn't hear.

A hooded figure was walking towards the RV, a familiar black mask in hand.

Sneeg instantly recognized him.

"Charlie, get Ranboo out the back door and run."

"No, Sneeg, that's my brother, what the fuck-"

Sneeg shushed Charlie. "He might not be right now and you know that, just- don't scare Ranboo. You said you trusted me, right? Don't you dare stop now." He stared into Charlie's eyes, hands on the younger man's shoulders. "Go to the rest stop we passed, it's a mile straight out from the back. I'll be right behind you."

"I- I'll come back once Ranboo's there-"

"No," Sneeg hissed, and Ranboo glanced up nervously. He lowered his voice and continued. "Get your ass out there. And don't-"

A gentle knock on the door interrupted whatever Sneeg was going to say.

"Fuck," Sneeg cursed under his breath, instantly moving in front of Charlie, who was in front of a now standing and slightly alarmed Ranboo.

"Hey, Sneeg," Hetch's voice called. The door didn't move. Sneeg didn't know whether to be relieved or more nervous at that.

When no answer came, Hetch tried again. "Charlie, too. I know you're both in there." He tried another pause. "I- know I don't deserve this, but I miss you, kiddo. I'm sorry I never explained it to you."

Charlie swiped away tears, knowing Sneeg was probably either doing the same or shutting himself down so he wouldn't cry.

They both knew he meant Randy. And they both hated it.

He didn't notice Ranboo's gentle hand on his shoulder until Hetch spoke again. He couldn't help but be thankful Ranboo probably couldn't hear what Hetch was saying.

"You two still have the kid with you, right?"

After another short silence, Hetch sighed. "Tell Ranboo-"

"Don't even bother," Sneeg said roughly, making Ranboo flinch.

"Alright, I'm sorry. I-"

Sneeg interrupted him. "Why are you here? What about the guy who killed the closest thing I had to a father, the guy you covered up for for twelve years? Why don't you go with him-"

"Sneeg!" Charlie interrupted in turn.

Silence reigned yet again.

"I know, Sneeg. I'm so, so sorry. You deserved to know. Hell, I wanna make a thousand excuses but they don't even come close to justifying it."

Sneeg wanted to throw up. Hetch had never talked about how Randy died for the last time. This felt wrong and scary just like everything had after Randy left Sneeg alone.

"I'm gonna let him in," Charlie said softly, moving past the older and carefully opening the door without resistance from Sneeg.

A large, gentle hand now tugged on Sneeg's sleeve, and he didn't hesitate to accept the outstretched hand. A few months ago, Ranboo would never have even thought of that. Sneeg was pretty sure that was due to both the fact that they were now blind and that they lived with two people who had shared a bed to keep both themselves and each other sane for years.

Or maybe all three of them had long since gone crazy.

Sneeg watched as Charlie and Hetch finally wrapped their arms around each other in a hug. He wanted to trust Hetch the way Charlie always had. He really did. But a part of him still refused.

That part of him (was it his heart?-) shattered as Hetch looked over at him. At Ranboo. At the destruction he'd played a part in bringing.

A million emotions shot through Sneeg at once. Fear, hate, sympathy for the anguish in his brother's eyes, forgiveness, wanting to be home, then he was back at the beginning again.

Before he knew it, Hetch was in front of him. Offering a hug like nothing had changed. Or like everything had changed and the two were standing alone at the end of all things. Sneeg couldn't tell which anymore.

At last he walked into Hetch's arms. And maybe he had been wrong.

Almost everything had changed. But, he decided, Hetch hadn't.

#fuck it im posting this #no tags as usual the delulu hit my bad #unedited and i was eepy when i wrote this so i apologize for how messy and pointless the plot is #same au as my previous post so :D

[echoesofadream]

could not stand jikook as a couple cause they'd be too sickly sweet. they are not toxic enough to me. where's the hating each other where's the hatefucking where's the dreaming about killing each other and the sexual implication of putting a knife into someone. theyre like siblings. theyre like we grew up together in the same dorm and even when the world is at our feet we still hold onto each other because..we really like each other a lot?? yeahhhhhh no thanks not for me

#fuck it im posting this #edit afraid im not thinking big enough cause jikook can be toxic too #secondly this is not the reason cause i love sweet fluffy taekook too #but keeping this #bc #i do agree with the main point of love-hate

[morganpdf]

does anyone else feel kind of slutty refilling soap bottles

#morgan.pdf #saying it now. i stole that image off google. i do not fill soap bottles that messy #dw im normal i make sure it all gets in the hole<3 #banger.pdf #gets the tag now bc fuck it. good post op

[nonebinary-leftbeef]

DEVASTATING the lyric you've been mishearing is better than the real one

#i've been listening to icarus by bastille #and for some reason my brain fills in 'this is how it feels to take a fall' as 'this is how it feels to take off all your skin' #and like fuck man #and I KNOW that’s technically not a misheard lyric but my post my rules cope #anyway my line now #also probably phrased this poorly but its ok #im allowed to be incomprehensible #as a treat #and then fuckin #from we sink by of monsters and men #the original line was 'please look away dont look at me' #and i kept hearing it as 'please learn a way to look at me' #anyway #shoving this post in the queue but please be aware that i am writing it very late at night #q

[the-nefarious-vampire]

as an aroace, im particularly dangerous, because i wont fuck or marry. i only know how to kill.

#aroace #aromantic #asexual #asexuality #ace #aro #im so glad you guys are enjoying this stupid post i made at work #okay i wrote that at 3000 notes but what the FUCK is happening #10000 notes on this no effort fmk post and not one aspec i know irl #dgmw im still very happy that yall are enjoying this post but also like. come hang out with meeeeee :(

[frostedpuffs]

HAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

#I FUCKING KNEW HE'D MAKE A CAMEO #as soon as i saw mat i started SCREAMING laughing #no mark cameo though :( sad #fnaf movie #fnaf movie spoilers #text post #fnaf #fnaf spoilers #matpat #the fact that his nametag says ness too. the fucking earthbound character #THE EASTER EGGS IN THIS MOVIE WERE SOOO GOOD #listen as an og fnaf fan....im thriving #not super into the series anymore but WOW this movie really catered to my high school age self lol

[transingthoseformers]

Also this:

Megatron pressed the tentacle into his mouth, Shockwave gently pressing his helm further towards his pelvic plating.

When Shockwave had informed his Lord that he had an unique array, he had almost seemed embarrassed. Worried, even, that his spike would not be up to code for Megatron. He of course was not daunted by the prospect, hell it only made him more curious. Megatron rumbled as the spike stretched further down his intake, he had hoped that Shockwave's ability applied here too. He nearly growled at the sudden idea that the mech's previous partners may have expressed harsh opinions about said atypical array.

#valveplug #tfa megatron #tfa shockwave #megashock #Shockwave and his stretch dick #fuck it im posting this #ficlet

[fox-mulder-gets-pegged]

I just wanna say bc I KNOW you're somewhere on tumblr, to the teenage girl who attended Take Your Kid To Work Day at an office building in Ontario, Canada circa 2013 and had a conversation with a middle aged woman in which you showed her your Black Veil Brides fanart and fanfics and ship content and told her about different fanfic tropes including a/b/o verse bc she happened to know who Panic! at The Disco and Fallout Boy were and thus you felt the need to show her your bandblr ship art, that was my fucking mother and I had to clarify all that to her including looking my mother in the eye and trying to explain a/b/o verse without sounding like a lunatic.

It's been 10 years and I still regularly sent evil energies in your direction. Since you'd be probably two years younger than me and thus legally an adult now, please know if this post reaches you it's on sight.

#she cornered me in the car and asked what shipping was and i almost had a fucking heart attack #imagine being like 16 years old and habing to explain knotting to your mother #random emo music girl I'm glad you had fun talking about your Band Guys to my mother #bc i also attended take your kid to work day at that office and i know how boring it was #but christ alive why did you have to fuck me like that? #anyways i hope this post reaches you so at the very least you know i think about you at least once a week #this has been weighing on me for ten years #im almost tempted to blaze this post

[samble-moved]

post itself

false flags

trans/adjacent tags

accessibility features

tumblr live post (thanks for the link, @problemnyatic)

flashing / strobing / lights

unblockable flashing ad

buying ad free

staff @/macmanx guilt trip

list of staff + more issues

#post nuked bc proshippers started insulting people who rbed this and implied partyjockers attempted to Kill staff? it was getting old so #archive links still under the cut if you want and you can rb this from others if you want the og #hint: if you dislike this post or want to debunk parts of it the way to go about it isn't to call people who've rbed it 'disgusting little #fuck ups' that are 'spreading anti shipper lies' #note: this post is and was Not about ship discourse jesus fucking christ proshippers get a grip #also ace discoursers are here too? this isn't about you either? #edit 2: if you send me an anon regarding this post about how im policing discussion or 'don't really want it' #but then stop replying when i answer your ask #maybe that's. not helping discussion? #i nuked this post as people started making up false accusations to smear people staff sniped. aka accusing someone of IRL ATTEMPTED MURDERS.

[canonically-a-genloser]

guys. do you think gl!charlie and sneeg immediately just basically unanimously decided to take ranboo in in a sense when they found him at showfall. do you think they willingly died for him over and over because they wanted him to escape even if that meant they couldn't. do you think they wanted to give him back the world he knew but they themselves never got to experience. the world they didn't think they needed because they had each other and they'd never needed anything else literally since before they could remember. guys

#im incoherent and also very very inconsolable #i have like six drafts of this all just the same thing worded differently #i cant stop thinking about it #gl!ranboo #gl!charlie #gl!sneegsnag #fuck it im posting this

[storm-of-feathers]

#ill post the full thing if u guys want when im up im ab to sleep #but the FIRST FUCKING SENTENCE