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sky-kiss · 7 months

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Pinned Post: Guess I Should Make One

I mean, it's a Trash House. But I probably shouldn't have just like...a bunch of loose fic just rolling around the blog. I'm going to try and keep this updated but. I mean. You and I both know I won't.

Long Fic:

Sex, Death & the Infinite Void - Chapter 1 - Sky_kiss - Baldur's Gate (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own]

My ongoing fic, focused on Raphael's attempted conquest of the Hells. Things have not gone as smoothly as anticipated. He comes to the Dark Urge after death and makes a deal. Team Theater Kid does its best to navigate deals with Archdevils, start a cult, Joi's father manifesting in her life. Etc.

I Don't Think About You Anymore (But I Don't Think About You Any Less) - Chapter 1 - Sky_kiss - Baldur's Gate (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own]

Ok, it's not long. A two-part fic in a sad times AU, where Raphael offered a Dark Urge a place as his consort. She refuses him. They have a terrible relationship (it gets better?)

Hell In Your Eyes - Sky_kiss - Baldur's Gate (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own]

Raphael has a bad dream. He wants to feel in control again. So, he bangs his duchess. That's it. That's the fic. I lied. This is now a smut compilation fic.

Second Nature to Me Now - Chapter 1 - Sky_kiss - Baldur's Gate (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own]

This is an unholy amalgamation of Baldur's Gate and My Fair Lady. No. I will not answer any questions.

A Helping Hand - Sky_kiss - Baldur's Gate [Archive of Our Own]

Haarlep/F!Tav/Ascended Fiend Raphael have a good time.

Raphael x Tav Tumblr Asks Fics: (Under the Cut. TOO MANY)

Oh, god. Why didn't I NAME any of these. The titles get unhinged:

Angry Raphael Doing Torture

Raphael Speaking Infernal to Tav is Sexy

Tav is a Moron Who Signed a Contract Without Reading It

Bathing Raphael

Tav Accepts Raphael's Offer to Go to Hell (But in a Hot Way?)

Raphael Dancing with Tav

Tav is in Danger, Raphael Saves Her

Tav Snoops Around the Devil's Den (Raph is Right There, Idiot)

Raphael Attempts A Love Confession (Local Devil Crashes/Burns)

Softer Raphael? I Think This One Involves Cuddles

Word Prompts: Love & Worth

Raphael x Haarlep: Haarlep Teaches Raph a Lesson

Raph X Tav: Sex in Front of Mirror

Raphael Get Mugged (But Not Killed!) in his OWN HOUSE

Local Devil Publicly Shamed, Emergency Contact Still His Ex

Local Devil Exploits Idiot BFF's Propensity for Dying

Devil's Boyfriend Asks Out Devil's Idiot Crush; Is Only Sane Person

Local Devil Too Lazy to Shave Himself, But Also Sexy/Shirtless

Local Devil Partners and Terrible Drow Bitch About Parents

Reader Makes Very Bad Choices with Local Ascended Fiend

Local Devil Gets a Treat (Smut)

Local Devil Reminds You He Is Not for Cuddles (He Is)

Local Devil Sandwich Local Idiot (But Cute)

Coffee Shop AU: Friends Attempt to Help Local Idiot Date Hot Man

Coffee Shop AU 2: Friends Takes Matters Into Own Hands Due to Growing Disgust and Repulsion with Local Idiot and Hot Man

Local Devil Masquerades as Priest; Local Idiot Fooled

Local Devil and Local Idiot Just Kinda Grind on Each Other?

Local Devil and Local Idiot Throwdown in Hell

Local Idiot Tries to Rob Local Devils, Is Shocked by Repercussions

Coffee Shop AU 3: Local Idiot and Hot Man Flirt After Date

Coffee Shop AU 4: Just Some Shower Cuddles

Local Idiots Saves Local Devil's Lives: Is a Threesome Currency?

Coffee Shop AU 5: Snowday

Ascended Fiend Raphael Smut

Local Devil Is Kind of Nice for Once, Offers Bath

Local Devil is Truly Over the Local Idiot's Stupidity

Raphael Solo Sexy-Time

Reader Get Wrecked By Local Devils

Local Devil is Feeling Soft for Local Idiot

Local Idiot is so Dumb She Causes Local Devil Psychic Damage

Local Devil naps on Local Idiot

Reader is Hunted by Haarlep and Ascended Fiend Raphael

Local Devil Horrified by Own Child

Local Devil Not Dead, Gets Some Horrible Revenge via Local Idiot

Huge Devil Creatures Gives Cuddles

Local Devil Really Badly Burned (But not Dead!)

Local Devil Mistaken for Tiefling (Exhausted)

Things go Very Badly for Local Idiot

Local Devil Catches a Cold

Local Devil Introduces Local Idiot To Devil Father. It's bad

Asmodeus x Baalphegor

Local Idiot Kills Devil Crush, Consults Major Devil Hottie for Help

Local Idiot has Pissed Off Local Devil, Relationship in Shambles

Local Devil Transforms Nude

Local Devil has Beautiful Hands

Coffeehouse AU: Office Hours

Local Devils go "Fishing"

Local Idiot Helps Bloody Naked Local Devil to Take a Bath

Dadphael: His Kids are Thieves

Local Idiots Gets Absolutely Destroyed by Local Devils

Local Devils are Genuinely Awful: Bad Ending

Local Demon Seduces Local Idiot

Raphael x F!Tav: Corruption Smutlet

Raphael x F!Tav: War

CoffeShop Au Part Whatever: It's Snowy or Rainy and they Cuddle

Raphael and an Angel Play Chess or Something

Raphael is really too old to be drinking milk but here we are

Doll!Tav Get Their World Rocked By Raph/Haarlep

Local Devil "Comforts" a Sad/Tired Tav

Raphael and Haarlep Wreck Local Idiot

Modern AU Snippet Channeling some House of Usher

Haarlep and Raphael have some Bath Fun

Raphael and Tav have a Kissy in Honor of Kissy Day

Raphael is not dead (but is pissed off)

Raphael is too good for sex but is still going bang you

Early Raphael/Haarlep

Raphael Lingers in Bed and has big cat energy

Post post post canon Raphael GETS THE BIG WIN

Raphael & Jaheira have a catty conversation

Random Crap (Headcanons & Stuff) & Other People's DOPE ART:

Raph x Joi: Dirty Headcanons

Joi Looks Like This

Timeskip Raphael (SHAHS, YOU QUEEN)

Raphael & Joi Shopping (Please Note the Brooch)

Simply Drew a Gorgeous Joi (Thank you!)

Simply Drew Raphael and Raphael

Commission of Duchess Joi!

Simply Drew The Cutest Raph/Joi I've Ever Seen, Go, Gaze Upon It

Simply Drew a Sexy Murder Joi (Fresh from hunting her not husband)

Commission of Archduke Raphael and Duchess Joi

Ok. I think that's all of them. You no longer have to roam the wilds of the blog if you do not wish. I have released you from that dark task. Love ya'll. You're great. /finger guns/ Send me asks if you want. If I don't get to them immediately, I apologize.

But yeah. Keep on keeping on. Keep like...being amazing for Raphael. He doesn't deserve it, and he won't appreciate it, but like...I dunno.

#pinned post #my writing #i'm not gonna tag this one #and I'm sorry to DRAG YOUR EYES with its hideous length #Oc: Joi

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transmascaraa · 3 months

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HIII!!! just found u bc of ur gaming hcs and i am IN LOVEE W UR WRITING :333

idk if ur still taking reqs (if u arent feel free to ignore lol) but tbh ive been thinking a lot ab picnic date/date hcs in general w gaming, i feel like itd be cute !! gender neutral reader :p

(and also perhaps if u have any socials bc u seem rlly cool n i wanna b friends....)

bf!gaming headcannons!

just a simple picnic date...

bf!gaming x gn!reader

author's note: i know i said lyney brainrot first but i'd rather do these requests first<3 also i mean i have pinterest and that's really it cuz my parents don't let me have anything else, and even if i did manage to hide them, i don't have enough storage lmao my pinterest is @ w4nd3r3r but i know not everyone has pin so i'm sorry if you don't:( still, you can message me here<3 i hope you enjoy this!

"you and the sun are almost the same, really. well, i can't look at the sun for too long, but i can look at you forever..."

-in your relationship with gaming, dates were quite often...

-whatever it may be, romantic dinner, a night walk, or even a movie night!

-he was creative when thinking of dates, wanting to provide you with the best of the bestest times of your life.

-and he was succeeding.

-definitely.

-so, when he invited you to a picnic date, you accepted in no time!

-getting ready was not a big deal.

-he would find you attractive in anything you wore.

-anything.

-on the other hand, he was trying so hard to get dressed in a perfect outfit!

-he can't just wear anything and look good, right?

-that was your ability!

-but, thinking of all the times you told him not to worry, he calmed himself.

-and he finally got into an outfit.

-something he was comfortable in.

-when the two of you met at the spot, you greeted him with a kiss on the cheek.

-"hi, my dearest..." he said, smiling softly at you.

-"hello, gaming!" you replied, putting your blanket on the grass, and your basket on it.

-"so, what did you bring?" he asked, sitting down next to you.

-"i brought us food, your favorite! and some candy!" you answered, taking some candy out of the basket.

-"take as much as you want!" you smiled.

-"thank you, my love..." he smiled back at you.

-you ate some of the candy...

-and he ate a bit too.

-he wasn't usually crazy about those gummies.

-but now that he ate them with you and knowing that you like them?

-it's now the only type od gummies he'll eat consistently.

-thinking of you<3

-then, he would take your hand in his and look at the beautiful scenery before them.

-the sunset.

-"wow, it's almost as beautiful as you..." you said, looked far away at the distance.

-"almost?"

-"almost."

-and that was probably one of the best dates you ever went to with him...

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3 requests to go👍

i love this one

i'm dying from cuteness @chezsxapcake help was an adorable idea.

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin headcanons #genshin imagines #genshin impact headcanons #genshin fluff #genshin gaming #genshin impact gaming #gaming #gaming genshin impact #gaming x reader #gaming genshin #gaming x gn reader #gaming x you #gaming x gender neutral reader #i love posting about him i swear i have a billion of hcs for him #you guys are crazy for him lmao #i agree tho #⑅⁠čikonyxo's post🎭

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blueberrypancakesworld · 5 months

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John Stone - Yandere - You will be mine - Part.4

warning : blood, murder, kissing, some minor smutish things, use of a knife, torture, mind games, stockholm syndrome, kidnapping

Summary : His angel hurt and without wings he had her with him and it seems she understood him, his love she would become his...after one last test of a trial if she really was. But the end the end he knew would end in blood one way or another.

Info : So the last Part of this four part series honestly I never would have guessed that you all like it so much and a BIG Thank you for all the support guess you Costas Mandylor fans love him almost a little too much ;) Me too so as always have fun reading. Part.1, Part.2, Part.3

(gif by @angels-holocaust )

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°He had her, his angel, he finally had the light of the world, hope and his wife. Had her with him in his house and would never let her go again - why should he? She loved him, had stretched out her arms for him, had kissed him, had longed for his approval like a good woman. And he would give it to her, he would give her everything in one last act.

°An act that would be her test, as he had proved in the war she would have to prove to herself that he had chosen the right one. That behind her angelic presence was not a wretched cow but his angel. About a week had passed since her injury and he knew that during this time everyone would be looking for her or not. Because nobody was looking for a young girl in any town who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and disappeared again. Nobody was looking for her and that was an advantage, he realized.

°But in time he had seen that she had changed, even if he still saw the fear in her eyes when he had a knife in his hand, used his chainsaw or left her, it was fear that commanded her. But his reassuring words when he took her in his arms, pulled her onto his lap or pulled her close to him in bed, he could feel her slowly snuggling up to him.

°As she slowly got used to him, she began to love him and even though he knew she would sooner or later, she had no choice. With her leg still hurting from time to time she took the pills and initially needed a crutch, he loved to see her like this. When she had to admit to herself that he was the only thing she had left. That she was nothing without him she had to accept it and with each passing day he knew she loved him more and more.

°She watched him when he set new traps outside, but she didn't hate him, on the contrary. When he gave her a wink or a smile, he saw his angel again. How she waved back to him with a reserved smile and her cheeks turned slightly pink when he chopped wood for the fireplace outside. She had even baked him some cookies one day when he came back and his worry turned into a warm smile. ,,My angel, I knew you could do it," he had said to her as he had tasted one of the cookies, his hands gently wrapped around her waist and pulled her close.

°Seeing the praise brought a soft smile to her lips, he knew she was trying to make it up to him. He ran his hand up her side and gently over her cheek, his thumb tracing her lips before leaning down to engage her in a rewarding kiss. He could feel how she wanted to pull away at first, almost as if she was ashamed, not knowing what to do. My angel, I have truly torn out all your wings, he thought and ran his hand over her back, pressing her against him, leaving her no chance to curse. He had her pinned between the kitchen counter and himself while he pushed his leg between hers. Felt the little jolt go through her body as she inevitably pressed her middle against his leg.

°She was so infinitely inexperienced and tender with him as if she was afraid of herself, her own body for what it was capable of. ,,Shhh I'm here...just let it happen and focus on me, understand?" he asked, murmuring to her, kissing her ear gently to continue kissing his way down her body as he held her in place with a grip that was perhaps too tight for this gentle gesture. Like a warning, a chain wrapped invisibly around her neck, the extension of her collar he could pull to tell her that anything wrong would only mean more pain.

°But his love was his, she allowed it, begging and pleading in a stammering voice for more like a good girl. Ashamed of her love for him and yet she knew he wanted to see more. He wanted to see her trembling fingers wandering over his body, watching her cling helplessly to him as he penetrated her for the first time. Her moans and silent screams traveled through the bedroom as he wiped away the tears on her cheeks. Engaging her in a kiss and seeing her shame when he mentioned the cross she was looking at. He loved to see how he played her against herself. Her fingers scratching his back, praising him and asking for more when it was okay. Her way this...purity. She was perfect. Perfect for him and for what was to come.

°She trusted him, had entrusted him with her purity and virginity, she would trust him with anything, simply anything. Herself, her life, her soul, everything. "And I will take everything, simply everything, and make you into a new angel" he thought as he watched her sleeping form, saw how she held onto him lightly, felt the warmth that emanated from her as he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close. He felt her calm heartbeat and still saw the many colorful spots and markings in the faint moonlight coming in through the windows. He gently ran his fingers over her, felt her move slightly, felt the pain and yet. But she was his. At last.

°Until he knew it was time to take the final test because as much as he was the loving husband, the soldier was that other side of him that let him know he had to kill again. He had to cleanse the world of the wrong ones who deserved it. He said goodbye to his beloved knowing she would be waiting for him, he had bought her extra wool and knitting needles to pass the time knitting. He could hardly wait to see what she would make for him in the future. ,,I know you'll crochet pretty things," he said and gave her a kiss on the head before giving her one last look and disappearing from the house. He got into his car and headed for the bar where he knew he would see his next victim.

°It took until the evening, but when he had the bitch next to him in the car on the way back, he knew he was ready to go. She wasn't like his beloved, she was unclean, she just threw herself at him and didn't have any decency. She was disgusting in his eyes. She had to die. And when the front door opened, ignoring the words of the others, he listened into the house. From the lack of noise, he concluded that she must have fallen asleep.

°She's so good to me he thought about his beloved as he told the other to go downstairs and she just made a comment and did as he said. ,,Bitch," he muttered as he went into the living room and his intuition was right when he saw her asleep in the armchair in front of the TV. In her eyes, a scarf in his favorite colors shot out. ,,Darling? I have a surprise for you, would you please put on the blindfold?" he asked her and pulled the black piece of fabric out of his pocket. He saw how she was still slightly confused from sleep for a moment and welcomed him before she took the cloth and did as he said.

°Even though she seemed confused, she trusted him enough not to ask any questions. Before he took her by the hand and told her to wait outside the door to the cellar. ,,I'll be right back," he said and gave her a kiss before disappearing into the cellar. Took care of his victim took his photo knowing it was the image of confusion and desperation. Overwhelmed, he strapped her to the metal table, ignoring her cries, pleas and curses, and stuffed a piece of cloth into her mouth. ,,You will keep quiet, do you understand me?" he hissed warningly and saw the uncertain nod of his victim, knowing that she would either break it anyway or do everything she could not to do so. So that he wouldn't kill her.

°Going back upstairs, he saw his angel still standing where he had left her and carefully took her hand. ,,You know, I have a surprise for you. I thought I'd reward you differently today, just you and me...together," he said and helped her down the stairs step by step before leading her ahead of him into the room. He saw his victim trying to say something to make her realize that she was either next or should help her. But she fell silent as he pulled out the knife and made a gesture that was understandable. ,,Here, I have something for you... I'll instruct you and you'll do it," he murmured to his angel and placed the knife in her hand.

°Her fingers gripped the handle and he could almost see her questioning face. But when he stood behind her and let his hands wander over her body, he felt the confusion disappear. She didn't quite know whether she should cut a cake with the knife in her hand, whether he wanted more from her or what was in front of her. But John kissed his way down her neck, praising her for her behavior, and continued to run his hands over her body, knowing that the victim was watching them. Knowing that his beloved had no idea what was happening she pressed herself against him only for him to gently move her forward. ,,Just let me lead you, sweetie," he murmured to her and urged her to keep moving forward until she arrived in front of the victim. The tip of the knife was just in front of the victim's chest.

°It took one thrust, just one, and she would finally share what he was feeling. ,,Jo-John are we alone?" she dared to ask, uncertainty in her voice as she heard the suppressed weeping of the woman in front of her. But when his hand gently closed around her neck from behind and the other went to her hands, her shaky inhalation seemed to make any worries disappear. She just melted away in his hands and he knew that he had hung strings on his angel's wings.

°,,Now grasp the grip tighter darling...and do it" he demanded and slipped away from her. My angel stretch out your wings and do what I tell you it went through his head as he saw an uncertain twitch go through her body. She wanted to do it, she wanted to please him and he appreciated that she knew what lay ahead of her. Still blindfolded, she couldn't see the woman and to his surprise, she reached out a hand, shakily feeling for the other. He could feel the fear running through the victim and yet his favorite seemed to realize something.

,,Did...did you...kiss him?" she asked the victim, grabbing the piece of cloth and pulling it out of her mouth. However, her pleas and demands for help were met with silence. Instead, she lifted the knife and carefully placed it on the skin. ,,Did you kiss him?" she asked again and heard the shaky ,,Ye-Yes". One word, a confirmation, and John watched eagerly to see what his angel was up to and what good this information would do her. He was about to step back to her and instruct her to kill the bitch himself when his angel took off his blindfold. Resisting his command, he didn't really want her to see the dark chaos, the blood and the bitch.

°,,How-how...could you? John...was my first...you ruined it...you ruined everything!" she snapped and with one unerring thrust she had sunk the knife into the older woman's chest. She left it in there for a moment, looking at the horror of what she had done, before gripping the handle again and pulling it out. ,,Darling-" John began but was interrupted by the scream that came from the victim again and again as she continued to stab the victim. ,,He's mine and I'm his and you piece of shit are...dead," she said to the older woman and yanked her forward slightly by the hair only to slit her throat with that phrase, the last choked sounds leaving the older one's lips before she let go of the bitch and the victim slumped down, held only by the chains.

°With the bloody knife in her hand and the silence around her, she turned back to John and saw his proud gaze as he looked down at her, smiled closer and gently grasped her bloody hand. He felt her tremble and saw her look shocked at herself, her actions and what she had done. ,,I-I...John I'm sorry I-" his angel stammered as she dropped the knife and it clattered to the floor, the blood that had splattered on her clothes was no longer warm but wet and cold, it was unpleasant and yet for John it was a sight the soldier enjoyed, a sight of law and order, of purity and his heart.

°He gently placed his hand on her cheek and stroked it soothingly, just holding her for a moment. Took in her sweet smell mixed with the metallic scent of blood still coming from the bitch's wounds. A dark grunt escaped as he pulled her firmly and yet gently at the same time. She saw how she needed him, her helpless gaze searching for his guidance, for more recognition of him and his whole self. ,,You did it, you truly are my good girl...I'm proud of you," he murmured before seeing her smile in all her confusion, seeing her pure smile as he kissed her, running his hands over her body, feeling his own arousal and praising her that this sacrifice, this bloodshed was the beginning of everything. It was the beginning of their hunt together...their love together.

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@librababe99 , @klarise , @c0stass , @alizzzy18 , @slut4hoffman , @magmabayvi , @thewolveswithin , @faultlessheart , @megustadilf , @xmissghoulx , @roman-hoffman , @costashoffman , @mysunfishpeedinmyroom , @agunislover , @oceansrose2002

#john stone #john stone x reader #daddy's girl 2018 #daddys girl 2018 #costas mandylor

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foundfamilyadoptionagency · 2 months

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Submissions Open

We've reached the "only repeat fandoms in the backlog" stage quickly this time, so submissions are open again. Please submit via the pinned form only as asks will be ignored. If you're unsure if your character has already been judged on the blog you can check this list Also, there's been a slight change this time. We're no long accepting tags that are basically propaganda for the character. Sorry folks, it was fine at first, but it's reached the stage where every character for one fandom has loads of propaganda submitted as tags and seeing how divided opinions are when those characters get posted, I don't think it's fair for me to include only one side as the tags, especially for series I'm not familiar with myself to verify. Also it just takes me ages to copypasta all the propaganda tags ngl. Please do reblog and comment with as much propaganda as you like, but I won't be including them as tags anymore. Sorry for being a killjoy! :'( Anyway, without further ado, these are the list of fandoms we currently have backlog for. You can still submit for these fandoms, but know that you'll be waiting longer for your submissions to be reached. Fandoms highlighted in bold have a longer than 2 month waitlist:

Pokemon Danganronpa (+fan games, I'm told) Supernatural Steven Universe Five Nights at Freddy's Doctor Who Dorohedoro El Goonish Shive LEGO franchises (DreamZzz) Record of Ragnarok Baldur's Gate 3 Jujutsu Kaisen Danny Phantom Super Mario Bros. Gargoyles The Silmarillion Batman Project Sekai Helluva Boss Kirby Legend of Zelda PHIGHTING! Digimon Magi: The Adventures of Sinbad Fire Emblem Star Wars Spongebob Squarepants Teen Titans Final Fantasy Sonic the Hedgehog Hades Game

#Talking

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shock-micro · 3 months

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Hi, I'm Mira! I'm a silly gay robot on the internet. "How," you might be wondering- don't worry! I have a two greek letter answer for you: θΔ. I'm also transfem, if you couldn't already tell by the trans flag in my profile picture.

I used to do Minecraft stuff, trying to make the game live up to its visual potential while staying within the confines of the vanilla game's engine, but now I'm kinda just burnt out of the game as a whole. Oh well! Now I just generally like looking into the visual and game design of various games.

My interests are mostly gaming-related, but I've tried to dabble in art occasionally. I like all sorts of games, like Pokémon, Minecraft, Celeste, Hollow Knight, Rain World, Risk of Rain, Ultrakill and probably even more that I'm missing, and definitely more after this post is made.

Feel free to send me asks whether we're mutuals or not!

I do have a sona, designed by a good friend of mine, @quantumpickle! I don't quite have a reference sheet, but I don't really care if you get it inaccurate- I love seeing how different people interpret the design. Whatever you do, though, don't forget the body fat- it's a reflection of who I am, at the end of the day. If you want a good picture of what I look like, look at Pickle's amazing work:

My posts are mostly reblogs, but I always end each session of scrolling with a post of my own, to know where to end next time I log on. I try as best I can to keep this account safe for work in both reblogs and original posts, though I am an adult. I will say something if this ever changes.

I am plural, sharing a body with a rabbit girl named Moon. She doesn't have her own sona yet, having recently (as of this post) decided to no longer associate herself with the character that first helped her manifest. You'll know it's her- she uses blue-colored text, and I typically don't type in proper grammar on Tumblr.

Hello, all! It's Moon- I'm not typically around as much as Mira, but it's always a pleasure when I can be~

I do have a partner, and I will always talk about them given the opportunity, but I carry a certain form of love for all of my close friends. The people I know mean a lot to me.

I love the simple things in life, from food, to nature, to the contrast of light and dark in both a literal and literary sense. I often find myself overwhelmed by everything that goes on in the world, but I find comfort in knowing the bad stuff is only a few bad people out of a beautifully diverse species.

If you couldn't tell, I generally prefer looking on the bright side and finding something to love about things rather than staying miserable all of the time. I don't get out much, and so I'd much rather give people that light to hold onto than spread the same old bleak story that you've heard from countless other people, regardless of how important it is to share. Change is built on hope, after all.

Normally people put a DNI in their bio or their pinned post, but I don't really care to do that. If you're a bitch, I'll block and move on. I don't care how you use a label, or where the other folks in your head came from, or whatever other queer-adjacent drama is the hot topic, I accept you regardless. I'm ace, I still love my partner, I can love anyone, I use it/its pronouns, I'm robokin, I've got another goober in my head whose origins are unknown, do you really think I'd hate you for being you?

That's actually an important point- even if I do think something someone's done is unforgivable, I believe that bad people are still people. In some ways, that makes things better, they have lives outside of what they commit, but it also makes things worse when you realize someone woke up and actively chose to perpetuate genocide. Some people are genuinely that bad, others are just misguided and can be helped. Ultimately, it's not my job to "save" anyone. I just try to provide a light of kindness when I can.

Wow, that was long-winded for a post that's just supposed to describe me. I suppose that's in-character for me, though. Agree with me or not, I don't really care, as long as you're respectful. I hope you've found this post helpful in understanding who I am as a person, long-winded as it is. Have a good one, whoever and wherever you are.

...now how do I pin this?

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larnax · 2 months

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no therion's story doesn't only make sense if you do a solo run. i've seen this take multiple times and every time i'm completely baffled because No It Doesn't. not true. false. incorrect.

like okay this does require you to understand that the literal words a character says are not necessarily the truth, but therion's story and gameplay both make way more sense if you accept the fact that therion is not a loner and shouldn't be one.

let's start with the beginning! the FIRST scene you see of therion is him meeting darius at age 11, who he will spend the entire rest of his childhood with and implied some time into adulthood, so he has spent probably the majority of his career as a thief working in a team, which is also borne out in his gameplay, because thief is a support class.

don't argue with me i'm right. while you can run therion as a DPS, investing in attack over speed and evasion means that therion's frailty gets in the way, and he struggles to do damage on par with olberic/h'aanit/alfyn, and cyrus/tressa do way more elemental damage than he does. however, if you instead spec him for support, share SP becomes the most insane skill in the game. a speedy therion can debuff a boss into oblivion before they have a chance to do much before stealing enough SP to let olberic fire off three divine skills without needing a refill. dancer therion is worth doubling up on weapons because his speed and evasion means that he can buff allies quickly and a dancer/thief is the only combo that will regularly dodge attacks before the late game.

therion's skills primarily revolve around giving allies openings to more easily take down enemies(i mean for balancing reasons but play with me in this space) because that's the job he had when he worked with darius. he's not an especially skilled combatant on his own because he didn't need to be, his job was to pin foes down so darius could spam sweep.

additionally, while i hate this decision badly, therion's percentages are fixed so that every chapter past the first has a necessary skill check that's very difficult to pass without either a glean info character and a KO NPC character(why did they do base 3% brigand leader's garb to him.), again because he's used to having someone else deal with gathering information and doing the majority of the fighting for him. he's not terrible at getting info out of people, but he's also not great at it, for example he just goes along with barham's scheme instead of finding a way to threaten or coerce him into revealing the info right away. like basically all of his plans would've failed if the guards or his informant had just said No and refused to help him as opposed to cyrus who responds to being told no by finding out that his informant's daughter died in order to manipulate them into coughing up the info he wants. therion might be capable of manipulation beyond basic impersonation or pretending to be friendly, but if he is we don't see it.

therion in general is also a very passive character if you look past his words at his actual actions. he resists for about two seconds when heathcote cuffs him before following their orders for the rest of the story even when he's uncuffed in chapter 2 when he's still not a huge fan of the ravuses. he again goes along with barham even when he's almost certain he's being fucked with. he is almost always either acting on someone else's orders or defending himself from someone else's attacks. the reason for this is best illustrated in one of the cutscenes with darius where it's made pretty clear that for the majority of their partnership, he kept therion dependent on him to make decisions, and because that started when he was relatively young it's likely that therion just doesn't have that strong of an instinct for advocating for himself or firmly saying no to people twisting his arm(he asks darius a question once and gets thrown off a cliff for it, implying he was even more obedient before that). he can say no once, but we have no idea if he would've given in to the bandits at the beginning if they hadn't responded to his initial no by attacking him, so it does actually make perfect sense that any of the stronger-willed travelers could just respond to that no by saying they weren't asking and dragging him along. he's prickly and verbally hostile, but that mostly seems like a defense mechanism because otherwise he's easier to coerce than ophilia. i get that this seems like i'm trying to infantilize therion but that's really not my intention, in fact that takes the Therion Doesn't Kill People point i made awhile back reflect less on his being a secretly good person and more being too passive to feel the need to finish the job and generally makes him more morally ambiguous because it's less clear what decisions he makes due to personal growth and what he makes due to inertia. is he a good person, or is he just too tired to be a bad person? ideally the story would actually go somewhere with that theme but it wouldn't be octopath if they didn't periodically drop the most insane writing that rewires my brain before either doing nothing with it or actively ruining it.

also, therion's story gets way stronger if he's in a party, because while cordelia and heathcote are (TREATED AS) the reason he learns to trust again, in-story they spend, what, one hour together maybe? cordy and heathcote are his bosses and the most either of them do cordelia using her empath powers to deduce that therion looks sad or heathcote telling him that he's the real asshole for being mad that he's being blackmailed. they're also canonically lying to him when they say they don't know what the dragonstones are, so even at the end of the story they don't really trust him(i wont spend too much time complaining abt them i just don't think you get to be a savior character if the town you own has a ghetto). on the other hand, if you do his story with a party the travel banters all make some attempt at showing therion slowly coming to trust and rely on them despite initial friction, and in gameplay therion acting as a support expresses the theme of him realizing that he actually can work in a team where his allies have his back and there are people he can trust. in that instance his final conversation with darius includes him talking about his companions, because to be here at all they have accepted him after seeing him at his worst and helped him despite it, and who he's been able to help in turn. if you're doing a therion solo run he's just talking about how his boss who's blackmailing him for free labor said he looked sad one time, which is a pretty weak climax if we're going to be real. i stand by saying that octopath works best when it's episodic and stories shouldn't rely on specific characters to work, but genuinely i do think therion's story's themes being expressed strongly in gameplay and the nature of rpgs with a party system are quite cool and my favorite thing about his story.

so it specifically annoys me when people are like "oh well he limply says no before letting you continue to drag him around" like it's a plot hole and not a character trait especially when therion's being a prickly asshole who is also a complete doormat is i think very interesting characterization!!!! ophilia commenting on the fact that therion has no instinct for revenge and therion says "yeah what's the point" makes me so normal.

ALSO why's therion the poster boy for "hey this character's story doesn't make sense with their gameplay" when primrose exists???? why it so contradictory a character whose story is about them learning to trust in their companions again to be in a party while a character who starts off by telling you to fuck off and leave her alone because this is her fight before heel-turning for no reason and then just continuing to be your ally with no justification is totally fine. also why is primrose a support class???? she's not a dancer she's an assassin she doesn't support anyone in her story and her character is about her singleminded and specific familial revenge. she's also a very strongwilled character so it makes no sense that she wouldn't just say no and mean it. i know the answer is that octopath doesn't like women so primrose just got slapped into a princess jasmine costume and femme fatale character before any of her story was actually developed but like oh my goddddddd. primrose girl im so sorry they put you in the nightmare hell dimension.

#c.paradisi #octoposting #i get that to a degree this is an interpretation #octopath never says any of this stuff explicitly enough that i for sure think thats what they were going for #but at the very least it feels like a really weirdly uncharitable reading of his character #his entire story is abt learning to trust his companions again. why would it not make sense for him to have companions #to be uncharitable right back i think its a thing that happens a lot in fandom #where characters are reduced to who they are at the very beginning of a story #and then further simplified into tropes #therions a criminal so he is an evilbadman who hates people and loves crime #which is boring. i think thats a boring direction to take his character in.#it also makes other characters more boring bc you have people infantilizing tressa or alfyn so therion can be evilbadman-er in comparison #i have so many thoughts on cordelia and heathcote though #theyre very well-written villains that do a really good job of mirroring darius and illustrating therions passivity as a character #ot just doesnt uhhhh. seem to realize that.

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008-edits · 5 months

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008-edits's 100 followers event!

it's actually more accurate to call it a 100+ followers event

i finally got the time to do a 100 followers event!! yay!!

i. actually wasn't sure what to do for an event so i kinda got inspired by what i saw some other blogs do, i think it's called a randomizer event?..

the event requests will be accepted from december 3rd to december 10th (regular/non-event requests will still be open) and the rules are under the cut!

the rules are simple!

send me a character or a ship from my source list that you can find in my pinned (even if that source isn't mentioned, you can still request a character or a ship from it, as long as it follows my rules, for example, if it's from an anime/manga/an anime-like game, i'm okay with it!)

you can also send a type of edit, for example, your request can sound like "for an event, can i request a mizuki akiyama stimboard, please?", but it's not necessary.

after i receive your request, i will use a wheel spinner and decide what kind of aesthetic the edit will have!

here's all the aesthetics that you can get:

(btw if you'd rather not get a certain aesthetic, for example, maybe it's triggering for you, just tell me and i'll remove it so that you won't get it!)

after the aesthetic is decided, you'll get the edit you requested! if the type of edit wasn't mentioned, i'll just pick whatever i think fits the aesthetic and the character better.

so ummm, that's it! have fun <3 and if you have any questions, you can always ask! (also all aesthetics can be found on the aesthetic wiki if you don't know some of them)

#⭐event!⭐#editing event

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nerdysleepybunny · 5 months

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Hello, sleepyhead.

Welcome back my beloved cloud-dwellers! Welcome to the clouds, newcomers. I hope you're all enjoying your sleep. I'm Bunny! This is where I'll be posting a variety of different things, like fanfics, books, rambles, and more! I'm very open to requests or just general asks, but please remember that I am a minor!

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

My writing posts will have this image:

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

For people who want to send an ask:

If you want to send an ask but you're unsure of if it's acceptable or not, please feel free to DM me about it! We can discuss it and work something out. Though I do expect to be treated with respect. Do not rush my writing process or demand I write something I'm uncomfortable with. I treat others how they treat me! <3

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

What I will write:

Anything for pride/LGBTQ+!

Gender neutral reader

Fem!reader

Hybrid reader

Angst

Fluff

Romance

Books (short or long)

Headcanons

DreamSMP (I am VERY behind on lore, so if you want a specific lore era please be sure to explain it or link some clips!)

FNAF (robotic or human)

Minecraft

Little Nightmares + DLCs

Little Nightmares II

BATIM/BATDR

Roblox

Among Us (crewmates will be more humanized, but the Imposter is still an alien)

Bioshock 1, 2, & Infinite + Burial At Sea

Poppy Playtime

Beastars

The Promised Neverland (anime version! I have not read the manga)

Sailor Moon

The Amazing Digital Circus

Helluva Boss

Hazbin Hotel

My ocs

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What I won't write:

Smut

Implied NSFW

You get the idea... I'm a minor you imbeciles

The farthest I'll probably go is simple kissing.

Male!reader

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Bunny's boundaries:

Pronouns: She/It

I'm not a big fan of they, and I definitely don't want to be referred to as a male. If using it pronouns makes you uncomfortable, just refer to me as a she! <3

Nicknames: I don't have a problem with nicknames or petnames, especially silly ones! Just, y'know, don't be super weird. xD

Jokes: I'm cool with joke bullying, like "hey bitch" or other silly stuff like that!

DMs: My DMs are always open to everybody! If you have any questions or just need someone to talk to, I'm available and so is my discord if you want easier communication! But please do realize that I am NOT your therapist, nor should you be my responsibility. I have my own life and my own things to deal with. I'm just here to make friends and be silly! :3

I'll let you know if you request something that I'm uncomfortable with that isn't on here and add it, and of course do my best to give you an alternative of what you wanted!

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Anon list:

Emoji anons:

None yet!

Word anons:

None yet!

Symbol anons:

None yet!

(Psst! If you were an anon before the new pinned post, please send me an ask with your anon so I can add you to the list!!)

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Bunny's tags:

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3vwritesthings · 2 years

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Hello! I've been admiring your writings for a while now ♡. I don't know if you're taking any requests rn, so I'm sorry if requests are closed.

But if you're accepting requests, may I ask for some Enemies to Lovers with Itto x Fem!Reader? Like, the reader is friends with almost everyone in Inazuma but she does not get along with Itto at all... Until she sees some people throwing beans at him, wanting to harass him and she just can't take it and goes absolutely feral to protect him? Can be angst, fluff, smut, whatever you prefer, I like it all. (But I really do enjoy a heavy angst with happy ending)

OMGJAHDHAKTHISMAKESMESOHAPPY!!!

This actually made my day 🥺 TYSM I’m so happy that you like my work <3

I tried my best with your request, but I’m not a very good angst writer 😰. I hope you like it though. I had to do a lot these past 2 days but still wanted to write something for you.

A/N: Since I was operating on limited time periods I couldn’t find a way to specify (Fem! Reader) without making things take a “different” turn, so it had to be gender neutral.

(If you want to request in the future, you can check my profile and at the top it should say “Askbox Open” or “Askbox closed”)

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Summary: You and Itto don’t always get along as you don’t always agree with his different methods. One day however; upon seeing someone throwing beans at him, you snap.

Warnings: Not proofread/Slightly rushed (Sorry)

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You were always the kind of person that helped wherever you could; whether it be delivering things for different shopkeepers, baking things for the elderly that resided in Konda Village, involving yourself in planning events and festivals with the Tricommision. It was no wonder to other people that you bore the title “Y/N, leader of the (l/n) gang.”

You were well liked and always got along with everyone in Inazuma. Everyone except the infamous Arataki Itto and his gang. Both you and Itto had different methods of doing things. While you knew to plan accordingly, safely and legally, he rarely did. You would get your requests approved to have your events in certain areas while he didn’t even apply. You detested his carefree nature as well as the oni’s ability to always get away with his (unintentional) antics. “He never takes anything seriously!” you would always say.

This was the start of your rivalry with him. Whenever crossing paths with each other, you’d always shoot him a passive aggressive look.

One day, you were out picking lavender melons on Yashiori Island to help Ayato win the hotpot game when you heard something that sounded like sobbing. You turned a corner and were met with the sight of Itto curled up in a fetal position, crying with beans scattered around him. A young girl with short blond hair and a white dress hurled another fist of the same beans at the poor himbo. You didn’t know what exactly was happening, but you did know that those beans seemed to be physically hurting him. You dropped the basket of melons in your hands and jumped at the girl, tossing the bag out of her hand.

“What are you doing?!” you asked, glaring at her menacingly.

“Oh no! Sneak attacks didn’t work! We need to think of another plan!” said something that resembled a small floating fairy.

The girl pushed you off as she and her companion ran off to find shelter as you picked up the dropped basket. You were about to go back and finish your melon picking but something big pinned you down with an enormous hug.

“Thank you thank you thankyouthankyou!” shouted Itto, his arms squeezing around your rib cage so tight you thought your lungs might pop.

“No- Problem…” you managed to gasp in between the breaths you were able to take. A few minutes later, he let go.

“As thanks for helping me, you wanna join me and my gang for a party later?!”

“No thanks. I’m quite busy,” you reply, brushing the dirt of your attire. You frown. “I’d rather not get thrown in jail.”

“Pleaseeeeeeee!” Itto begged, glancing down at you with puppy eyes.

You sigh.Your rival offering you to a party?! He must be planning something, and you needed to know what. “Ughhh, fi-“ you didn’t get to finish before Itto picked you up and slung your body over his shoulder. The melons fell once again onto the ground.

“Great! Trust me, you’ll have lots of fun!”

At the same time while you didn’t like the giant oni’s way of things, it suddenly dawned on you that some people were just clueless at heart. And now that you were sitting down and talking with this guy, learning more about him, you can’t help but feel yourself relax. It’s not easy being as organized and prepared as you are. Being at Itto’s gathering (that was probably illegal) made you feel like you could just let down your guard a bit.)

“No! I hate him! Get a grip Y/N!” You pat your cheeks, shaking your head. You stand, about to grab a glass of juice when you’re suddenly met with flaming eyes. Your stomach feels weird and your heart rate picks up ten fold.

“What is this?” you ask yourself, unaware that you’re staring at the red and yellow orbs.

“Ha, you blinked!” Itto laughs. You’re snapped back to reality when he pats your back roughly. A little too roughly that you almost lose your balance and fall.

“I got to go,” you say. Not even waiting for a response or saying goodbye, you speed walk out the entrance.

On the way back to your living quarters your eyebrows furrow as you think about what just happened. It can’t be. You hate him. You loathe his existence. You refuse to let yourself have a crush on the leader of the Arataki Gang; your greatest rival.

Might make a part 2 depending on how many people want me to write one.

(If you want a part 2, comment “Beans.” )

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #arataki itto #itto #itto x reader #itto fluff #itto smut

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malikselfindulgence · 5 months

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for the oc x canon ask game !!!

(SORRY ITS SO MUCH SNSJSJSH)

durianshipping:

[🦀: How did they handle realizing they were in love? Embarrassed? Nervous? Mad?]

[👁️: What exactly do they want with their future with each other? Is that something they think of often or do they just stay in the moment?]

grapefruitshipping:

[🫣: Who stumbled the most with their feelings around the other? How much did the other person notice?]

[🦅: How good are their friends at being wingmen? Do they even help at all or just sit back watching the pining with a bag of popcorn?]

[💕: Who confessed first and how? Did it go as planned or did shenanigans ensue?]

- @miffysrambles 🩷🐰

HIIIIOH MY GOD THANK YOU SO MUCH ..... RANTING AHEAD imvery normal as you can See . This is literally SO SO long I'm so sorry oh my god

[🦀: How did they handle realizing they were in love? Embarrassed? Nervous? Mad?]

Oh jesus christ Morshid actually has a whole crisis about this . Morshid thinks ONCE Wukong's laugh sounds nice and he literally can't look Wukong in the eye for the next week . He doesn't handle it Whatsoever . I think w Sun Wukong it's a sort of quiet acceptance . Mourning what they could've had had they met earlier or had they been different people . Doyou get me . They're too jaded for this to work out now but something in him still wants to try anyways . Fear of losing the dynamic they've built up already by these new feelings but being unable to quiet them enough to keep this fighting and hatred up . GUYS .

[👁️: What exactly do they want with their future with each other? Is that something they think of often or do they just stay in the moment?]

Morshid may not show it but he's genuinely very afraid of what the future holds for them- SO much has changed in the course of the show for him, he's had his whole worldview practically flipped upside down, almost lost the one person he cares for, and now has to build a life outside of Marek and his mission . I think Morshid wants Wukong to be a part of that life, or to share it with him, even if he won't admit this, but the thought of taking that first step towards it scares him. I think Sun Wukong is very tired, and even though he thinks it's unrealistic for people like them, he still likes picturing a bigger bed and two mugs perched on his kitchen counter and a new head for the little monkeys to groom and play with . Unbeknownst to them this future is not as far as it seems :3

[🫣: Who stumbled the most with their feelings around the other? How much did the other person notice?]

Marek to like an insane degree- her brain turns off completely around Mei . I do think Mei notices SOMEWHAT but doesn't really comment on it accepting it as like a Marek Thing . Mei first assumes it's a negative reaction and tries to stop doing whatever prompted it but then Marek very tentatively initiates and Mei realises it was actually positive :33 Mei is aromantic 2 me in a different way than Marek and their switch from friends to Whatever-They-Are-Rn is like gradual and natural to Mei and more bumpy or confusing to Marek

[🦅: How good are their friends at being wingmen? Do they even help at all or just sit back watching the pining with a bag of popcorn?]

MK gets called in the middle of the night by a hysterical Marek going "I TBINK I LIKE MEI?????" and they have a full incomprehensible 2 hour discussion that reaches no conclusion . They're both aromantic and confused as fuck . MK is basing all his knowledge off crappy rom-com films like "okay okay do you get butterflies when u see her?" and Marek very seriously considers this and goes "I think I'd describe it as a bowling ball knocking down pins except the pins are my organs and the bowling ball is Mei's cute face." and MK's like taking notes . He tries to prompt Marek to confess to Mei but he's SO fucking bad at it and so not-subtle that all it does is make Marek tackle him to the ground to shut him up . Goobers .....

[💕: Who confessed first and how? Did it go as planned or did shenanigans ensue?]

They're Both aromantic 2 me teehee and to Mei the shift to romantic-adjacent territory is not a very big deal . The devotion and being comfortable enough 2 be your worst self around the other and trusting them to love you through it though ..... thisis like as close to a confession as these two will get . I do think Marek TRIES to plan confessions but there never seems to be a right time and gradually they form a relationship they're both happy with and Marek realises they don't really need an "official" title or for it to be spoken aloud .... they love each other and that's enough for them :33

#thisis so fucking long im so sorry . um . my bad #I lovethem sm hiiiii #grapefruitshipping #northern lights trio #durianshipping #oc: morshid lmk #oc: marek lmk #malik's asks #durian makeme insane #likethe contrast between the vicious fighting and how comfortable they seem to be doing it vs quiet sacred moments where #their hands are shaking and Morshid's eyes keep flicking to the door and Wukong can't look up at his face #imnormal . btw #also EVERYONE IS AROMANTIC !!!!!!!#itsin like diff ways for them but . theyre all . aromantic . ♡♡♡♡#malik's rambles

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antimattercontainment · 7 months

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🩷🩵💔 - for the TMNT ask game!

Thanks for the ask! I'll be drawing from TMNT 2003 and Rise to answer these, as those are the two iterations that I know best. So! In no particular order:

🩷 - Top 3 moments that warm my heart:

TMNT 2003 S02E25: The Big Brawl (Part 3)

Donatello: "Don't even think about touching him!"

At this moment, Donny still suspects that Usagi was the one who poisoned Leo, so he's pretty prickly with our favorite rabbit samurai. I love this scene because it's a great example of Donny being protective of his family. Plus, there's just something about the turtle who's generally regarded as the weakest fighter of his family fiercely protecting the one who's regarded as the strongest.

See the rest under the cut vvv

Rise of the TMNT: S01E15a: Mind Meld

Raph: "Is it my skate-hawks idea? You see, they're hawks! That we strap to ourselves! And then--!"

Leo: "You say the word, I'm ready to go wrangle some hawks!"

This is obviously a silly little moment, but I love that Leo is just immediately ready to support Raph in his plan. Leo really was an excellent right hand man to Raph before he was thrown into leadership (and Raph was thrown out of it).

TMNT 2003 S01E03: Attack of the Mousers

Raph: "This is it! It's been fun, guys."

Mikey: "Even me, Raph?"

Raph: "Even you, Mikey. Especially you."

Raph and Mikey bicker all the time, but their love language for each other is razzing each other. When it comes down to the wire and it looks like they might not make it out alive, Raph is honest in the fact that he is so damn fond of his baby brother, no matter how much he drives Raph crazy.

🩵 - Top 3 moments that make me laugh:

TMNT 2003 S02E25: The Big Brawl (Part 3) (again)

Raph: "WILL! YOU! SHUT! YOUR! TRAP!?!"

Mikey: "Why? Does my talking bother you? Am I distracting you somehow? Making you lose focus? Messing up your concentration?"

What can I say? This episode has The Range. This is just before Mikey defeats Raph in the Battle Nexus, by irritating him badly enough that he gets sloppy. I love how Mikey weaponizes his goofball behavior like this. He is 1000% aware of what he's doing to Raph, and I love it. Especially since Raph went into this fight absolutely certain that he was going to beat Mikey.

Rise of the TMNT S02E02a: Man vs. Sewer

Mikey: "Someone could get really hurt on this."

Mikey: "LET'S SEE HOW FAR IT SWINGS!!!"

I mean... just look at it. It gets me every time 😂

TMNT 2003 S03E02: Space Invaders (Part 2)

Mikey: "So, do these work like Earth grenades?"

Mikey: *pulls the pin on one of the Triceraton's grenades and runs to cover just before he explodes*

There's just something inherently ridiculous about the comic relief character cracking a joke and then grusomely murdering an invading alien soldier. This Triceraton blows up off-screen, but just barely.

💔 - Top 3 moments that make me cry:

TMNT 2003 S04E14: The Ancient One

Leo: "I'm sorry. I did the best I could. I did. The best. I could! There WASN'T! ANY MORE! I COULD HAVE DONE!"

This moment--where Leo is unknowingly fighting a physical manifestation of his guilt--is the amazing resolution to Leo's season 4 PTSD arc. In the previous season's finale, the only way he could think of to keep the Shredder from leaving Earth and going to conquer the stars was to blow up his ship... with his whole family still on it. The Utroms saved them at the last second, but for 13 episodes, Leo has been struggling with the guilt of not being good enough to win at an acceptable cost. This scene is the first time we see him start to forgive himself for that--to recognize that he had done everything he could, and that the fact that there were forces outside of his control wasn't his fault.

Rise of the TMNT: The Movie

Yeah, yeah, obviously when the portal to the Prison Dimension closes, but I mean this exact second. When the camera pans from the New York side of the Technodrome explosion to the Prison Dimension side, the music suddenly gets all quiet. Gone is the gravitas of the deep low brass, and all that's left is a drawn out note by the strings. Yes, they've beaten the Krang, but that doesn't mean that they won. Not in a way that is worth the cost.

TMNT 2003 S03E21: Same as it Never Was

Donny: "My brothers... my poor brothers. This world... this future... it's a nightmare.

I couldn't make a list of top 3 TMNT moments that made me cry without "Same as it Never Was". The part immediately after Donny kills the Shredder always gets me. It should be a triumphant moment, but all of Donny's brothers are dead because of his plan. It isn't anything except solemn. I'm pretty sure SAINW was the original "bad timeline where everyone dies" of TMNT. And Sam Riegel's voice acting here adds so much to it.

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #tmnt 2003 #answered asks

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romirola · 9 months

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>:3 *squishes!* for the writer ask game!! 20, 23, 40, 45? (and if you have time/space, 39?)

From this ask game. (Asks still open!)

Thank you for these asks, @ejunkiet!

20. Have you noticed any patterns in your fics? Words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc? I love this question. I have noticed in my stories characters "draw ragged breaths" often. They "give quizzical looks" or "raise an eyebrow." Some have been known to "blink owlishly." Many of my stories revolve around guilt/forgiveness, insecurity/strength, and coming together to overcome whatever there is to be overcome. I don't think I'm seeing a lot of common settings.

23. Best writing advice for other writers? Write what you want to read.

40. If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see? I would be elated to see any fanart of any moment of any fic I've written. In a previous ask, I answered this one to be something from Packed with Love. Since I am one vain bitch, I'd suggest that the scene where David gives Milo his Medal of Valor post-Inversion in my fic, (It Was the First Time) Things Felt Normal Again:

“Milo, I… I want you to have this.” David opened his palm to reveal a bronze medal dangling from a short, green ribbon that hung around his index and middle fingers. “It’s my Medal of Valor.” “What?” Milo gasped. “David, no. No way. I can’t take that. You deserve that medal. You were the one who closed the ward and kept Dahlia safe.” Everyone else looked on in silence, each hoping Milo would accept the token of David’s appreciation. They knew David certainly deserved the medal and the accolades that went along with it. But they also knew how David fidgeted while receiving the medal and the memories that he no doubt associated with the Department’s award. “I’m trying hard to view my part in the Inversion in that positive light,” David said, earning him a supportive arm rub from Angel. “I, like the rest of the pack trapped inside, also received commendations. We were a team.” He threw a hard glance at Asher. “That suffices for me. Your mate is right when they said no one will ever know of your service to Dahlia that day. But we will, and we won’t forget here. We also need to honor you, too. You deserve it. Please, let us do that.” Milo struggled to steady his trembling lip. “O…okay,” he agreed, timidly. “Thank you.” David carefully pinned the Medal of Valor to Milo’s shirt. “Milo Anthony Greer, your bravery and heroic actions went above and beyond the call of duty, saving many lives in the process,” David recited, just as the Department Commissioner had said to him. “Thank you.” In awe, Milo thumbed the circular disk proudly, unable to say a word.

45. Do you want to break your readers‘ heart or make them laugh? What kind of question is this? I want to do both! Mwahahahahaha. Honestly, I would say, since my work often leans towards hurt/comfort-angst-drama, I aim to break hearts. BUT, and this is important, I also aim to put those hearts back together by the end of the story. Happy endings are a must for me!

39. Share a snippet from a WIP. For you? Always, friend. I'm aiming to post the chapter from which I pulled this snippet in about 24hrs from now.

“You’re almost there! Keep going!” Angel shouted. They alternated between clapping their hands and pumping their fists to cheer on the athletes whizzing by them. “Only a few more steps!” Angel whooped and whistled, bouncing on their heels as they balanced on the edge of the curb. “You’re acting like you’re everyone’s coach,” David Shaw grunted in exasperation. “Racers always say in interviews that it’s the crowd that pushes them to finish. I want to do my part!” they defended. “What can I say?” Angel put their hand over their heart and straightened their spine. “I’m a responsible spectator who takes their cheering duties very seriously.” Before David had a chance to respond, they cupped their hands over their mouth. “Yes!” they screamed. “You got it!” An athlete who had been dragging behind the pack perked up at Angel’s applause, doubling her strides. Another pair of racers, drenched in sweat, held their hands out for a high-five, which Angel gladly gave both of them. They threw David a look over their shoulder “See? I’m an integral part of the race.”

#thank you!#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted fanfiction #redacted david #redacted davey #david shaw #redacted angel #redacted milo #milo greer #redacted shaw pack

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boliv-jenta · 1 year

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You Say Hate but I Think You Mean the Other Thing.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Warnings: Smut. Anal sex. Dry humping. Handcuffs. Swearing. Dave.

WC: 1.9k

"What the actual fuck Dave?! Why did you have them bring me in? I should be in the field." You were not impressed to get a call from your superiors pulling you in. You were even less impressed that the man that broke into your home, gave you the best sex you've ever had, left in the middle of the night and ghosted you, for a month, was the person you had to report to. The anger rolled off you in waves it became stiffling when Dave let you into a small dark room.

"Bringing you in wasn't down to me. Believe me I don't want anything to do with him. I was just the unlucky bastard who was available. They asked for you due to your history with him." He leaned against the desk in the middle of the room.

The anger had dulled your senses, you hadn't even taken enough notice enough to realise that one wall was a window into am interrogation room. Looking through it you saw who Dave was referring too.

"Shit." You cursed your own bad lucky. Sitting at the table in the sparse room was the guy you had gained intel from a month ago. The guy who's bones you had jumped to make Dave jealous. The guy you had blown while you made Dave, and his wife, watch.

"Is this some sort of game? Are you really that twisted than you'd detain a guy I slept with?!"

"Is that what you call it? A little tame to describe you choking on his cock while you smeared your cunt over his face."

"Wow. I knew you had issues but bring our work into this..."

"For the record, I'm a damn professional. I'm good at my job. I wouldn't have made so much noise fucking that I drew attention to the one innocent guy in the company so they could use him as a patsy."

"Fuck you. I was in and out clean. My cover is intact. They didn't know about me. If they're pinning it on him, they had already planned that!"

"Maybe. Or maybe you being a whore put a target on his back. Either way you need to go find out what he knows."

You let that barb slide as you thought how to go about it.

Walking up to Dave you stopped practically chest to chest. His sucked in a breath at the closeness as you reached behind him. Pulling the cuffs from his belt you handed them to him. "Put these on me."

Dave had to admit you were good. He didn't believe for one second that you'd put Pencil Dick on their radar. He just enjoyed riling you up. The scene before him proved just how good you were. You'd had Dave take you in handcuffed and acted like you were arrested as well. You 'confessed' to stealing some of the clients phone number to sell on but you swore that was it. Pencil Dick admitted stealing office supplies but that was all. Dave believed him. He genuinely knew nothing beyond the information you had already pumped him for. Dave was glad he'd be able to throw him out soon. He hated seeing you two near each other. He just kept seeing that asshole cum without taking care of you. How could he get a woman like you and not fulfil her needs?

Once he was sure you were done talking, Dave brought you back to the viewing room. "He's clean. We'll keep him safe for a few days until we wrap this up."

"Good. Keys?" You lifted your arms still locked behind your back.

Dave fished them out of his pocket before he hesitated. "Actually, no. You said some pretty unprofessional things before."

"I'm not in the mood Dave." Rolling you eyes you turned away from him adding mockingly. "I'm sorry! You would never do something like that! You are the best agent ever!"

"Apology accepted." His tone sounded sincere yet flat. He walked towards you, turning you gently to access the cuffs. "Ooops." The keys jingled against the concrete floor.

"Dave what are you..?" As he crouched down to pick them up, he ran his fingers up your calf, slow and deliberate. Then he ran them all the way up your thigh stopping just short of your crotch. He could feel the heat of you.

"Are you going to do something or..." you goaded him.

Without warning he sunk his teeth into the meat of your ass. It stung but you loved it. Pulling his head away her massaged the sensitive skin.

"Poor Baby." He mocked as you hissed at the contact. "Let me kiss it better."

Your skirt was over your hips in seconds. Dave knew you wore a thong with that particular skirt. It was the tight pencil one you used to distract the older agents to get what you wanted. With all the blood drained from their upstairs brains they were easier for you to manipulate. Dave kissed the bite mark already bruising on your left cheek. Then he ran his tongue across the cheek all the way to the crack of you ass. Tugging your thong out of the way, he plunged his tongue between your cheeks the tip of it caressing the tight ring of muscle there. His hand on your cuffs kept you in place as he ate you.

When he got you suitably worked up he informed you of what he planned to do. "I still don't think I thanked you enough for that little video. Carol loved it. She came twice on my cock. It was a little vanilla for my tastes though. I think you should have let him fuck you in the ass. Unless you save than for someone else." He knew full well that it was him that convinced you to give anal another try. A bad experience when you were young had put you off it. The way Dave did it though...fuck. The first time, at your place, he shoved your favourite vibrator inside your pussy while he worked your hole open for him. The sound of lube and your own arousal echoed around the room as he pumped himself and the toy in and out of you.

Two large fingers gathered the incredible amount of excitement between your legs. Fuck that bastard and his effect on you. With all you skills, training, experience, you weren't some giddy little school girl with a crush but damn if Dave didn't make you feel like one. There was something about him that drove you feral. When it came to sex you only had about three rules. Always consensual. No one should get hurt. Not in public. You bent or broken all of those for Dave.

Hell, the first night this started in a too hot, dirty club, he made you come twice in public. The first time on his fingers in a dark booth, with his broad frame shielding you from dancing crowd. The second time on his cock in the alley outside. The smell of week old trash, among other things assaulted your senses. Oddly you could give a fuck, you just needed Dave so bad. He'd pinned you against the building. Cold brick bit into your skin as took you with groans and chants of "Yes, Baby." Once you were satisfied he pulled out and came over your stomach. It was dirty and beneath you. Yet you'd let him. It was scary what you'd let him do to you.

Like now, you could both get fired for this. If someone caught you with Dave's cock buried in your ass, your career would be over. His marriage would be done. You tried to remember if he had locked the door but none of it mattered when Dave pulled your ass flush to him, sinking deeper it, stretching you out, pushing up against your cunt from the inside. He bit your earlobe and whispered in your ear. "My dirty girl."

From there his lips left open mouthed kisses on your neck as his hands moved to you blouse. The ripped your blouse open then yanked down the cups of your bra. Dave pressed you further forward using where he was joined to you as leverage. Your nippled harden as they pressed into the cold glass.

"Shit, I should turn up the lights in here. Let him see how a you really need to be fucked. Let him see what you let me do to you." He groaned against your neck sending a chill through you. It had been minutes but Dave was already close. He hated how quickly you made him cum. He wanted to keep going to enjoy your body more, to cling to the precious time where you were his.

Your response of "Yeah, you should." sent electricity up his spine. Heat build at the base of his cock spreading through him, it intensified before rushing back to his cock and bursting out as his release. He held his softening length inside you, the last contractions of his climax causing it to twitch against your muscles. He couldn't even think straight for a moment. Every time he came with you it shook him to his core. It the haze you managed to slip away.

Having uncuffed yourself and sent Pencil Dick on his way, you returned to find Dave sat on a chair. He clearly just fallen back into it. His pants were pulled up, just about. The neat thatch of curls at the base of his cock peeked out. Even flacid he was still an impress size, you could see the outline of him clearly. Dave was always a little needy after you made him cum. This was when he was more likely to kiss you.

When feelings had got a little murky and you switched to hate fucking, he stopped kissing you. Which was a nesscary adjustment you supposed. It didn't stop you missing the warmth of his mouth, or the skill of his tongue, or the pump softness of his lips.

When you straddled him, Dave chased your lips. Teasing him you avoided them, brushing your nose against his instead before covering his lips with one finger. "You've been a naughty boy Dave. You didn't tell me you cleared this floor. You told them it was off the books work." Dropping your weight fully down on him he realised you had taken off your thong. You were now bare and wet, soaked his pants.

"I didn't know I could be as loud as I like." You started sweeping your pussy over his cock in steady motion. Even soft he was thick and heavy against you. Zoning in on your clit you ground down on him.

"So fucking bad for me Dave. Bending the rules. Bringing work into this. Fucking my tight little ass where we could get caught. And you loved it. It got you there in record time. Hard too, I felt how much your balls tensed before you filled me. I can feel you dripping out now Dave." The dirty talk was suppose to tease him was getting you closer to the edge.

"You saw an opportunity to fuck me and you took it. Flying me all the way out here. Ordering people to leave..." the though of him bossing people around got you so close ".....making excuses and leaving your little wife at home." The tension between your legs just began to snap as he spoke. "I left Carol two weeks ago."

The blood rushing to you ears made you feel like you had misheard. After you rode out your orgasm Dave lifted you up and placed you where he had been sat. He moulded his lips to yours in one simple kiss. "Now I can hunt you down to fuck you whenever I like." With that line he left.

#pedro pascal character fanfiction #dave york x f!reader #dave york

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1, 3, 16 with Arthur

Thanks for the ask!!

1. Do you relate to your favorite character?

Mmm I've got three of those so I will apply it to each of them

France: I'm a bit picky with food, but definitely not for the same reasons as Francis. I do value flavor over everything else, but if the Texture Is Bad (I have texture sensory issues I think??), I cannot eat it. I'm an artist (regrettably) and tend to be a perfectionist in regards to my craft. I can be a little obsessive towards literally anything, but I think that's the uhhhhh hyperfocus (I once played Minecraft for 27 hours straight, do not ask How it happened, I don't know). That's where the similarities end, though. I am ✧*̥˚ Ace and While Not Aro, I Do Not Know What Flirting Looks Like *̥˚✧

China: I've never written for Yao the way I have for Francis or Lukas so I don't have the best pin on Who He Is, but I hold a lot of admiration for him and he's the only one who's maintained their status as Favorite Character for me pre and post fandom hiatus. I wouldn't say I handle change the best, but I find ways to adapt to situations I'm thrown into. Being able to adapt and be flexible is how this man's been alive for 4,000 years, so we share that. Similarly as with Francis, we share cooking and art in common.

Norway: I refer to him as Lukas because unfortunately that's just. What's etched into my brain and it's what I'm attached to. Nor can seem a bit spacey due to how quiet he can be, and I'm spacey, but definitely not for the same reasons. When I write for Lukas, he's dramatic but in very subtle ways (sighing, inner thoughts), and it's been brought to my attention on more than one circumstance how much I sigh or that I'm just a Little Freak™. I mean this in the most affectionate way I possibly can, I want to throw him down the stairs.

3. Who are your favorite Hetalia writers?

At the current moment, I do not know!!! I feel like I haven't read enough to really pick favorites (I am really bad at starting new things and I have a laundry list of fics I've been meaning to start but. Haven't. INCLUDING YOURS!!!! I am looking at your A03 voraciously and waiting for the stars to align enough for me to have some darn focus.) I will say that I am absolutely obsessed with Take a Chance on Me by Hetart on A03. I gotta catch up on that. My favorite fic from pre-hiatus was Log of the End of the World on ff.net, but I haven't gone back to it since 2015 so I remember literally nothing other than I liked it at age 14 enough to still remember its name.

16. Assign Arthur a chillin outfit.

I know I said I'd draw, but in the most respectful way I am NOT drawing him specifically right now. His hair... oh I so very don't want to figure out how his hair works. Take this as an IOU specifically for you for me to draw Arthur One Day and accept this screenshot of a pinterest board I made specifically for this ask

I cannot see this man wearing anything other than sweaters, sweater vests, brown trousers specifically, and the loafers. Are those loafers? Beats me. Anyway. Man is forever banished to be color coded with green and brown for me. Realizing now I could've just opened the Sims 4 and screenshot how he looks in my game but alas, I am eepy

I think this man is the kind of person to hate loungewear/pajamas. He prefers to always be dressed because it helps him feel productive and look presentable. He's just like Francis in that he can't be casual, but in a crunchy old man sorta way.

He's wearing green plaid flannel pants to bed with any clean t-shirt he can find.

I would throw something punk together, but that's not my area of expertise in regards to alt fashion

Hetalia Asks

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