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iamthecomet · 3 months

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mounty/rora size difff!!!!! im insane!!!!

like imagine they’re in the kitchen and roras tryna grab somethin high up and mount comes up behind and just. engulfs her. idk if i were her i would lose it.

also dom mountain? maybe? calling her his “little princess” and making her take him all at once?

(maybe some really light cnc like hes “making” her take it no matter what she wants)

idk i love them

I got SO carried away with this. I am NOT SORRY. 2.3k words of MountRora under the cut. Despite the CNC mention in the ask everything in the ficlet is enthusiastically consented to on screen. Though, Mountain does have a few thoughts (before anything actually happens) that could make things seem dubious. So keep that in mind before you read. I absolutely took some inspiration for their normal dynamic from this post by @miasmaghoul because her brain is gigantic.

The new ghoulette makes Mountain feel like he’s losing his mind. He hasn’t been able to keep his eyes off of her since they were introduced. Her miniscule frame tucked under one of Copia’s arms as he gave her and Aeon a tour of the ghoul wing.

He knows her better now. Enough that when he lays in bed at night with one hand on his cock and her on his mind he doesn’t feel quite as bad as he did that first night. Face down on his pillows, knuckles wedged between his teeth so that when he came in hot spurts he didn’t accidentally whimper the name of the freshly summoned ghoulette in the next room.

Now, a few months in, the thoughts are no less impure but he knows they’re welcome. Knows she thinks the same things. Finds her at his door in the middle of the night, barely clothed and already soaked for him. Slipping into his lap with ease and grinding against him until she cums–until he does too. Splattering cum over his stomach as she works him through it with her tongue in his mouth.

It’s not enough.

Mountain watches her from the couch as she stretches up onto her toes and tries to reach something on the very top shelf of the game cabinet. Spine stretching, fingers waggling as she tries to reach. Almost hopping on her toes in a futile attempt to bump whatever game she’s hoping for close enough to grab.

Mountain delights in watching her. In looking at the little sliver of skin that shows as her shirt rides up. On the way her ass looks in her leggings. Eyes tracing the dip in her waist, knowing he can touch his fingers around it when he holds her.

He’ll get up and help her–of course he will. Though, she’ll never ask. Determined to do it herself. But he’s going to let her struggle for another minute and enjoy the view.

He pushes himself off the couch when she starts to show signs of planning to climb the cabinet. He presses right up against her. Ducks his head to press his chin to the crown of her head, right between brutally sharp opalescent horns.

“Which one?” he rumbles. Curling one arm around her waist, palm flat against her belly. That warm strip of skin under his calloused palm. She growls, high and playful. And he pulls her tighter, presses her body right up against his until he knows she can feel how hard he’s gotten pressed right against her spine.

“Monopoly,” she says, pressing back against him. Standing on her toes in an attempt to grind her ass back against him. “Why do you put it so high?” “Big boxes go on the top shelf.”

“Nothing should go on the top shelf.” She huffs as he pulls it down and presses it into her waiting hands.

“Who are you playing with?”

“Aeon and Swiss, do you want to come too?”

Mountain shakes his head. He digs his fingers into her stomach just a little and then releases her. She turns in his grip, box held between them. “I don’t like monopoly. Too competitive. And Swiss always cheats.”

She frowns. “He promised he wouldn’t–”

“He’s a liar.” He kisses her between the horns. “Will you come see me after?”

She looks up at him. Violet blush darkening her cheeks and the tips of her ears. She smiles, slow and easy as she nods. “As soon as we’re done.”

“That a promise?” Mountain teases.

She licks her lips, nods again, short and curt this time. “Yes, sir.”

His cock kicks in his pants, drools pre into the dark gray fabric. Aurora grins at him, and then slips away, out of the door. Mountain sags back into the couch. He palms at himself–not enough to really get anywhere. Just a little pressure, a little relief as he thinks about her. About what he wants to do–no–what he’s going to do to her. She wants it too--he knows it.

The grinding is all well and good, but he wants to be inside. Wants to press deep and feel the way her body changes as he fucks into her. To reach places no one else ever has or ever will again. He closes his eyes, tips his head back against the back of the couch and tries not to blow it just over the thought of her.

⛧ Mountain keeps himself as busy as he can stand. Takes a trip to the greenhouse and tries to think about deadheading flowers instead of pinning Aurora down on his bed and fucking her senseless.

He works on dinner, and somehow doesn’t burn anything despite doing the entire thing on auto pilot–much to Dew’s disappointment.

The fire ghoul kicks him out mid-way through with a frustrated grimace.

“I’m trying to help, Dew,” Mountain says in protest as Dew bullies him from the kitchen.

“Then help, by being literally anywhere else. I can smell how hard you are. Go jerk off or something.”

Mountain retreats to his room. There’s a knock on the door three minutes later–not that he was counting.

Aurora doesn’t wait to be let in, she’s pushing past him as soon as he opens the door. Shucking her shirt off and throwing it to the side before Mountain has even locked them in. And then she’s on him. Coming up on her toes as he bends to meet her. Lips sealing together as her clever fingers slid under his t-shirt and up to roll already pebbled nipples between deft fingers. He growls, hauls her close. Nearly off her feet in his attempt to pull her into his skin with him. Tongue delving deep into her mouth–less about pleasure and more about claiming.

“Who won?” he asks as he pulls away long enough to pull of his shirt. She wiggles out of her leggings and underwear in one go and Mountain feels the last of his coherent brain cells die when she bends over to pull them off of her ankles. Exposing her soft pink cunt to his hungry gaze. She’s wet already, folds glistening as she shifts from one foot to the other.

“Swiss,” Aurora says as she finally untangles herself. “He cheated.”

“Told you.”

Aurora is right up on him again, his back against the door. Her hand slipping down his pants to curl her fingers around his cock. He shoves at his waistband. Desperate to get them off so he can see. So he can watch the way her fingers don’t meet when she holds him. She stands on her toes and nips at his jaw. Stroking from root to tip as he finally frees himself. Fire licking up his spine as she tightens her grip to milk a pearl of pre from the tip.

“‘Rora,” Mountain whispers, pressing his forehead to the top of her head, both of them looking down. Watching the way she strokes him. The head flushed and shiny. Her fingers looking so small–so impossibly dainty around him. “Wanna try something.”

“Hmm?”

“Let me fuck you.” Not a question. A demand. A need. No room for argument in it. Aurora pulls her head back so they can really see each other, she tips her head, lip pinned by a razor sharp fang.

“It’s too big. Won’t fit.”

Mountain steps closer, she goes back. Doesn’t let go of him, doesn’t stop dragging her thumb over that spot under the head that makes him twitch. He crowds her back until she’s forced to sit on his bed. Forced to crane her neck to look up at him. He reaches down, strokes her hair out of her face, tucks one strand behind her ear.

“I’ll make it fit.”

He watches her throat work as she swallows. Watches the way her pupils go just that much wider. She’s moon-eyed and slack jawed as she looks up at him. Thighs clamped together, shifting just ever so slightly in search of friction.

She nods. Eyes never leaving his. Cheeks dark, breath shallow. When he pushes her back to lay on the bed, she falls like a rag doll. Easy. Chest heaving as he climbs above her. Mouthing at her jaw, and lower. Over sharp collarbones, and rosey nipples. Pressing the flat of his tongue to each bud as he sucks them into his mouth. Assualting them with just enough teeth to make her gasp and arch up into him.

He leaves a trail of open mouth kisses down her stomach, over her hip bones, down to her cunt. Pressing his lips over her clit. He drags his tongue through her folds. Gathering slick. Letting the taste of her white out every other thought.

He presses one finger inside of her as he pulls back. Watching as her eyes flutter closed, one hand toying with one of her nipples, the other sunk deep into the mess of her own hair. She whines, hips rolling down to meet his hand as he presses as deep as he can. “Gonna make you take it,” Mountain says, bending down to suck her clit into his mouth as he gives her another finger.

She nods dumbly, tucking her chin into her chest to watch him. Their eyes meeting over the soft plain of her body. “Yeah. Yeah. Make me take it. Ruin me.”

His cock kicks and spits against the comforter as he fingers her. Adding a third. Unable to think about anything else except the musk of her on his tongue and the way these velvet walls will feel clamped around his cock. How it will feel when she cums on it.

Mountain doesn’t have the patience to wait anymore. Not with the way she’s fluttering around his fingers. Not with how her clit pulses against his tongue.

He slips his fingers from her body, and allows himself a moment to admire her as he pulls away. To watch as she clenches around nothing. To see the way she drips onto the bed.

He shuffles forward, tucks her legs around his hips. He drags the blunt head of his cock over her swollen clit and revels in the way she mewls beneath him. Hands twisting in the sheets, hips twitching closer. “Look at you,” he says. Dragging his cock through her folds, watches the way she opens for him. He lines himself up, just barely touching her. It would take nothing to split her open on it. He should go slow–should take his time.

“C’mon,” she insists. “Put it in. Stop teasing and–”

Mountain surges forward. He bottoms out in one thrust. His hips flush with hers. She wails. Eyes rolling up in her head, body clamping down hard on him. Her heel digs into his ass, just above his tail. He grabs her as she arches, both big hands on her waist, thumbs almost touching just under her belly button.

The next thrust makes her tear up. Wetness clinging to delicate lashes as she clamps her eyes closed and keens. Mountain gives up on slow and steady almost immediately. Leaning forward to bend her in half and pound in. Over and over again. Each slick slide a new revelation. Each noise she makes dragging him closer and closer to the end. He sets his thumb to her clit. She opens her mouth and nothing comes out, just a ragged pleasured breath as she takes every inch he gives her.

She cums with a cry. Clamping down so hard on him he’s almost forced out. Eyes rolling back, body going taught as her toes curl against his back and she pulses around him. He fucks her through it, keeps his thumb rolling over her clit until she bats his hand away.

“So fucking tight, Rora. fucking perfect. All mine.” Moutain’s babbling now. White hot pleasure coiling deep in his gut. She’s boneless beneath him. Fucked dumb and breathless. She reaches up to press her hand over his heart, to drag her thumb over a nipple. Each thrust forcing the breath from her, along with little startled noises as he goes just a little harder, a little deeper.

“Gonna–fuck–can I? Let me cum inside?”

Aurora nods, lips parted, drool gathering at the corners. “Yeah. Yeah. Do it. Make it sloppy.”

Mountain gets one more thrust in, shoving in as deep as he can before he starts to shoot, vision whiting as the hot clutch of her drags him under.

“Thank you,” he whispers. “Thank youthankyou.”

She reaches up, tangling fingers in the sweat damp hair at the base of his neck and pulling him down to kiss him. Fangs nipping as his lip as she does.

A sharp knock at the door pulls Mountain away from her with a start.

“You’d better be done fucking now,” Dew’s voice carries through the door. “Dinner’s getting cold.”

“Coming!” Aurora calls.

“Yeah,” Dew mutters just loud enough for them to hear, sarcasm biting through his words. “I bet you are.”

Mountain pulls out of Aurora with a hiss. He wants a few more minutes. Time to admire the way his cum drools out of her. Time to bury his face back between her legs and clean her up–to lick his mess out of her until she’s crying and shaking beneath him.

Instead, he stands up and starts to get dressed. Heart still hammering in his chest, nerves still alight with pleasure. Aurora stretches, arms above her head, body on full display, until something in her spine pops and she sighs, satisfied.

“After dinner, we go again,” she says, pushing herself out of bed to stand on wobbly legs.

“Yeah?” Mountain asks, not daring to allow any real hope to filter into his voice, He doesn’t want her to feel obligated. Doesn’t want her to do too much because she wants to make him happy. He’ll be happy just eating her out. Letting her grind. Curling her into his arms and fucking her thighs. She grins, standing on her toes to pull him into a kiss that is more fang than tongue. “I told you to ruin me didn’t I?”

#comet writes #ficlet #mountain ghoul #aurora ghoulette #mountrora #mountain/aurora #aurora/mountain #ghost fic #ghost fanfic #ghost fanfiction #ghost band fic #ghost band fanfiction #ghost band fanfic #nameless ghoul fanfic

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alexa-fika · 3 months

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okay hold up I just a.. unique idea

Im rewatching OP and im at sabody arc, n Laffy jist knocked the shit outta the noble

Idk who to ask this for but id love to see how'd you'd write a character reacticing to a noble trynna BUY child reader..

Or perhaps how mihawk would react with them trynna buy winged!child!reader?? IDK IT JIST SPROUTED

Do with as you will👹

Embracing Feelings and Family (Rayleigh x gn!winged!child!reader)

A/N: Not sure how to feel about this one., I think is really mid, maybe it’s just because of the dark nature of the piece itself but idk. I think this goes without saying based on the request but beware of the dark undertones of this piece as it portrays human slavery and auctioning. I couldn’t come up with something for mihawk so I went with our favorite grandpa

Dividers by @/saradika

“Up next, we have ourselves a true rarity! This one will blow your minds; we have a winged child! You can fly it around as you want or even have them carry you around the skies! They can even deliver you special things in a fraction of a time!” The announcer enthusiastically explained

“Let us start the bid at 10 Million Berry! Who offers 10 Million Berry?!”

“Let me go, you Jerks! Im not an item!” The child growls, banging on the cage’s bars

Charlos awes childishly before throwing out the first bid

“It’s a big Bird! It’s a Big Bird! 50 million Berry!” He yelled out joyfully before waving happily to the child in the cage

“Grandpa will get you all! Grandpa will save me, you gross creeps!”

The bidders ignore the child’s threats, continuing to bid

“60 million!” A man in the back screams

“80 million!” Another man hollers back

“I’ll do 800 million!” Charlos shouts back while waving his arms frantically in the air excitedly

“D-Does somebody bid any higher?”

“800 million….” “Awe, man, I was excited to have it too!” The crowd mutters

“Going in 3!

Going in 2!

Going in 1!

Sold!

The winged child goes to Saint Charlos for 800 million berry!”

Reader screams as they open the door to their cage and begin pulling on the chains, trying to pull them out and take him toward Charlos.

“Don’t touch me!” They sneered, throwing a kick toward the handler that was closest to them

The handler dodges out of the way and gives them a look.

“Rude little one, don’t bite the hand that feeds you!” The handler growls

“You have just been bought for a very generous amount of money for no one less than a Saint himself! A nobody like you should be Grateful!” They turn towards The Saint and bow

“A-Apologies for its insolence Saint Charlos; if I may, I’ll gladly teach it some manners for you; no need to trouble someone of your status to teach slaves some tricks.”

Charlos groans, sticking his finger in his nose.

“Could you hurry it up? I want to fly it!”

“Yes, Yes, of course; im sure you must be extremely busy, Saint Charlos. I promise not to take more time than is needed!” they assure him, turning around towards the child

“Now come here, you stupid brat,” they growl, raising a baton towards them.

“You will learn to listen!" the exclaim, bringing the baton down, but instead of receiving a blow, the man before them falls to the ground, knocked unconscious.

Reader sighs with relief when the man falls to the ground, the people in the auctioning house following the familiar pattern they have come to expect from their grandpa’s powerful Haki

“Grandpa!” They say, trying to flutter their way to Rayleigh but are cut short due to the chains binding them, causing them to plummet to the ground

“Ow”

“Geez, Reader.”

Rayleigh sighs calmly as he wrenches the chains from them easily, not paying any mind to the explosions that followed once they were removed.

“You seem to be able to get yourself in all kinds of trouble,” He says calmly as he sets the child back down

“Haven’t I told you not to get near this place and much less showing off those wings of yours?”

“What was it this time?” He asks as he looks them over for injuries

“I tried to fly higher…but a wind current caught me, and I couldn’t get myself out from it; it dragged me here, and they brought me here.”

“A wind current?” Rayleigh asks curiously

“One strong enough to drag even you, that’s pretty surprising, to say the least,” He says as he continues to look them over

“Are you alright? Have you sustained any injuries?”

“Im okay.”

“Alright, good to know,” He says as he scoops them up and leaves the wretched place.

“That must have been scary, huh? Im sorry it took me so long to get there; my body doesn’t move the way I want to anymore.”

“I wasn’t scared,” they mutter

“It’s okay, you know.”

“What?”

“To be scared for one’s life from time to time it’s not something one should be ashamed to admit; it doesn’t make us any less brave; you have the right to be scared, just as much as you have the right to be brave.”

“Your feelings are real; you shouldn’t deny them,” He says as he continues to carry them

They stare at him as their eyes begin to water

He smiles gently

“Just let it out, Reader; no one will think less of you for being scared.”

They hug him tighter, diving their head in his shirt as sobs start escaping them

“T-They kept calling me ‘it,’ they kept saying how they would fly me around like I was a kite,” they sob

He ran his fingers through their hair while he let them continue to cry, hugging them back tightly as he did.

He couldn’t help the anger he felt rising when thinking about what had happened inside the auction house

He rubs their back gently as he continues to walk

“Nothing that they told you in it is true; Reader, do not listen to their words; you are invaluable and your own person, not someone to be owned,” He says

“I -I know b-but the way they said it, they meant it, Grandpa; I was nothing but an item for them to use in their eyes.”

He pulls them a bit more tightly as he did

"I know, some people are like that, wretched beings who enjoy stepping in other people and causing them misery simply because they can."

“You are someone special to me; always remember that; you are the biggest treasure for me and your grandmother,” He says gently as they rub their back

"Now what do you say we go back to the shack and ask Grandma to make you your favorite drink?" they offer, chuckling when they feel the child nooding

"Can we add extra chocolate to it?"

"Anything you want, Reader," he smiles, knowing that it would take a long time and effort to build their confidence and sense of security back to where it was after everything that had happened, but they would get there together.

Ya’ll I have summoned my choice wheels to do some platonic!reader x character, not child reader, normal age reader but still platonic 👀 Had to fight to find some good roulettes.

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#one piece x reader #one piece #one piece x child!reader #one piece fluff #one piece imagine #rayleigh x reader #one piece rayleigh #silvers rayleigh #dark king rayleigh #rayleigh x child!reader #rayleigh x child! reader #rayleigh x you #rayleigh x y/n #rayleigh x gn reader #rayleigh x shakky #one piece x gender neutral reader #one piece x gn reader #shakky x gn reader

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yae-energy · 10 months

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get in bitch, we’re going shopping

synopsis: my take on what it’s like going to the mall with saiki and friends

cast: kusuo saiki, shun kaidou, aren kuboyasu x shopaholic black fem reader (all platonic)

cw: theft (kuboyasu’s part) , cursing

a/n: this won the poll so come get y’all snacks ! this was also mega fun to write omg 😭😭😭

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saiki - doesn’t even wanna be there

- bro just wants to stay home ong 😭

- def keeps that germanium ring on him cause he is not trynna hear everybody’s nasty ass thoughts

- sticks close to you if you’re in a group cause you’re the only one who isn’t stressing him out

- also cause you tend to wander off when looking at display windows

- has to keep you from going into every store y’all come across but man is that an exhausting job

- like he don’t wanna be there all damn day

- but having to stop you from getting pouty cause they didn’t have the sneakers you want is worse

- will literally use his clairvoyance to find the shoes in another store and then swap it with a different pair of the same value so you can shut the hell up 😭 (love a supportive king !!)

“they dont have the shoes?? i literally waited all damn day for those and they don’t even- …. huh? since when did these get here?”

“must be magic, now let’s get the hell outta here PLEASE”

- food court enthusiast !!!

- without a doubt his favorite place in the mall

- buys you both lunch

- also buys you a key chain as a gift cause he saw you eyeing it in one of the windows, and puts it in one of your bags so you’ll see it when you get home

- will not tell you he bought it

- you rambling to him on the way to school the next day about how you must’ve gotten it by mistake is a reward in itself

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kaidou - shopaholic bestie

- just like you, kaido loves a good shopping spree !!!

- he’s gotta deck himself out so dark reunion knows who they messing with !!!

- they don’t call him the jet black wings for nothing 😤

- gives surprisingly good fashion advice

“this color brings out your skin tone you should get this”

“these shoes match that hat you should get these”

“gold accessories fit your skin perfectly”

- loves when you give him a fashion show if you’re trying on clothes

- will literally make you runway walk 💀

- hot topic king !!!!

- prob their biggest buyer tbh

- gets those corny graphic tees and you have to BEG him to not wear them in public

- like he genuinely thinks they’re cool and you’re like

“😬…lets not”

- goes straight to the bookstore to see if they have any new manga

- will be there for hours if you don’t pull him out

- like he dead read a whole book once while you were out looking for bags

- you bought it for him as a treat cause he carried all your bags for you

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kuboyasu - a thief in the night

- im sorry y’all but this man def steals (same tho/hj)

- and doesn’t give a fuck either

- but most of the time it’s not even on purpose fr

- like he’ll pick up something and be like

“damn this shit cool ash”

- then will forget he has it in his hand and walk out with it 😭

- is banned from 3 of your favorite stores for doing this so he just stands outside like a club bouncer and waits for you

- best believe if someone tries to get at you he’s there to keep em in check !!

- once a cashier tried to get your number and he was not having it

“nuh uh”

- like 🤷🏽‍♀️ sorry but if they look like a loser he’s not letting it happen

- people assume you guys are dating cause he does that but he’s just a little protective fr

- he ain’t letting no scrub try to take you out, tf he look like?

- steals you that expensive bag you wanted

- goes with you into the makeup stores and lets you swatch the lipsticks on him if you run out of room on your hand

- will be mad if they don’t have your shade in anything and curse out the employees

- gets banned

#saint laurent productions #the disastrous life of saiki k.#saiki x reader #kaido x reader #kuboyasu x reader #saiki headcanons #saiki k x reader #saiki k x black reader #x black reader

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here-there-be-drag0ns · 1 year

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They are called The Bad Boys because they are Bad At Minecraft.

I am a bad boy enthusiast but do not for a second think im rooting for them to win it is objectively funnier if they lose.

Designs may change as the series progresses, but for now, Grian's wings are styled after a shrike!! Hm, I wonder where that purple is from though...

[ID in Alt]

[do not repost, reblogs appreciated <3]

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conelluwrites · 6 months

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im a winged insect (you're a funeral pyre)

Beam x AFAB! Reader

Kinktober Masterlist

Kinktober Playlist

Song: Take Me Back To Eden - Sleep Token

“So good, so good, so good!” He chants like a prayer, his cock bruising your walls as he fucks you with limited (if any) regard to your own pleasure. He wants to care, he really does, but he can’t bring himself to go any slower.

Warnings: Beam being over enthusiastic and causing pain, biting w/ blood

Beam’s pace in your cunt was almost enough to make you yell at him to stop, to slow down, but you would rather die than have his cock anywhere else. One of his hands grips your hip so tightly you can feel the fingernails he has digging painfully into your flesh while the other one holds your head down against the carpeted floor. His drool drips onto your back at various intervals, sliding down your skin to the floor and soaking into it.

“You’re so good too, fuck, so good.” You agree, though you’re certain that Beam can hardly even hear you. Between the sounds coming from your bodies moving together and his own incoherent compliments and babbles.

His hand on your back travels up to grab your hair and pull your back against his chest. You can feel his heart galloping as his hips mercilessly drive his cock into your pussy. The sounds from your wet cunt are so loud that you can hardly even hear your own thoughts over them. You can feel your slick arousal coating your thighs.

“Wanna knock you up, wanna fill you so full!” His voice is loud and it makes your ears ring but at the same time you can feel your tight cunt clench eagerly at the idea of him flooding your cunt with his cum.

“Do it, do it, do it.” You request over and over again, your mouth filling with drool at the idea and sliding down your chin. You’re sure that you look like a mess, but you are also sure that Beam looks just as filthy in his sex driven state. You goes still in you for a moment and you whimper immediately, your hips moving his cock in you while his brains works to process your request as though he didn’t even realize that he said anything to begin with.

“Wait, really?” He starts to ask but he can’t stop his hips from delving his cock into your wet cunt again rapidly. He pushes you back down against the plush floor, both hands against your head and keeping it pressed hard on the ground. A sloppy grin is on your face, you’re certain you’re making noises but your heart is pounding so rapidly in your ears that you can’t tell for certain.

A sudden white hot flash of pain radiates from your shoulder, the warm blood leaking from the wound as Beam’s sharp teeth latch into your soft shoulder. Then his cock twitches and his hips stutter in their movements. His hot cum floods your aching cunt quickly, you can feel it dribble out of you and slide down your inner thighs and onto the carpet. You make a mental note to clean it up as soon as you possibly can, but for now all you can do is whine as his cock slips from you.

His shuddering body flops down on the ground beside you, his breathing hard and labored as he wraps you up in his arms, his legs entangling with yours. He nuzzles his head in your shoulder, a flash of pain hits you before it settles into a small buzz.

#x reader #chainsaw x reader #csm x reader #beam x reader #kinktober 2023 #banner by cafekitsune

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youremyheaven · 16 days

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Do you think those influencers who dramatically switch from very left wing Marxist alternative etc to very trad Christians (specifically in homophobic/transphobic way) have ketu influence?

You were talking about ketuvians and their struggle to find a sense of self and it made me think of these types of people. I know someone with ketu 1H and magha moon who did this to an extent. She used to identify as non binary and was constantly shifting through different names and pronouns but then one day she just kind of stopped and started saying how she thinks pride is pointless and a waste of time or whatever😭 it wasn’t *that* extreme but I still thought it was a significant shift in belief in such a short time.

I think a lot of people have this dramatic shifts not only out of a need to identify with something due to a lack of sense of self, but also because they like going back to what their parents believe for comfort. I guess those two are interlinked but it’s interesting how my friend is a magha moon and magha is associated with ancestors and whatnot.

I guess mula is somewhat similar as “the root”? Idk about ashwini though

Sorry I haven’t actually had the chance to look into examples since it’s hard to find birth data for influencers and I don’t know that many examples irl 😶‍🌫️ so this is me just going on a tangent and hoping you get what I’m trying to say LMAO

I’m also not sure if anyone else is familiar with this phenomena or if I’m just too engrossed in niche internet drama.

In terms of influencers I guess a somewhat prominent example is Freckle Zelda on tiktok? I never followed her but she went from making cutesy safe space liberal type content in like 2021 and now she’s a Christian and is using it be to super controversial. But like I said I’ve never followed her so idk if this is dramatic enough of a switch to count as what I’m saying.

I also feel like this a rahu trait to switch between extremes🤔 idk lmk what you think

I feel like the capitalist commodification of identity has most adversely affected Nodal people.

If you think about it, spirituality's aim is to transcend the "self" entirely, you stop identifying with labels and attaching yourself to this or that thing. I'm not saying you cease to be a person but you stop trying to "accumulate" identities to hold on to.

9/10 times the reason we identify with something is to feel a sense of belonging but searching outwards for it will only lead to disappointment, when we search within and feel at home within ourselves, we lose the need to externally confined ourselves to rigid "identities"

Yk how people dye their hair, get piercings/tattoos etc to mark a new chapter or the end of an old one or whatever??? It is an attempt to claim something as "yourself" and "solidify yourself". Everything changes all the time, everybody changes yet there are many people who will never dye their hair or change their name or join a cult or whatever (not that all these things are the same) its just that if you're at peace with yourself and truly grounded, you will no longer be shopping for different identities or things to associate with.

Yk those people who have IG bios that read like "Mother, Pluviophile, ESFJ, Petrolhead, UJC'22, Missourian, Ancient Spirit, 1/4th Cherokee, Bitcoin Enthusiast, EDM Lover"

like what do any of those terms say about them?? how on earth is any of this central to your identity? all of these are external ??? is loving rain and being a petrolhead central to your sense of self?? im not trying to demean anybody's interests, im only trying to point out that what we choose to make the focal point of ourselves is up to us and its possible to not be defined by anything?? i think a truly ugly consequence of capitalism is how people try to define themselves by things outside them (their interests, hobbies, job, income level, marital status etc etc) because there is more to a person than all that.

when we retreat within, we base our sense of self on our qualities like kindness, compassion, creativity (this becomes the essence of who we are) so we don't feel the need to claim 87373 other things to describe ourselves

some people overly identify with others like their partners, friends or even strangers and kind of become them. this is also the root of stan culture, by being obsessed with someone to that extent and giving them all your time and energy, you are losing your own qi and harming your Sun (the same way criticizing the appearance of others ruins your Venus)

Rahu is prone to taking things to extremes and Ketu is prone to trying on different identities and losing interest in all of them one after the other. so your observations are right.

i dont really use social media so i dont know any influencers that i can quote as examples ;-; but im thinking of certain celebrities who have had drastic style changes in the past and all of them have nodal influence lol

in the 2000s, the Olsen twins were known for their boho chic hippie style and over the last decade or so they have become known for their "quiet luxury" style. They are Magha Moon

Julia Fox is Ardra Rising and she went from basic to avant garde

Jared Leto, Mula Sun, Ashwini Moon & Rising , he's also the leader of a cult allegedly so👀i guess it all adds up

Adele, Mula Moon & Ardra Rising

im not just talking about her weight loss, just her overall change in style. she got married young and had a baby and in a couple of years she got a divorce and revamped her look to that of an ig baddie

Kylie Jenner, Swati Moon she's changed her style/demeanour every other year since the early 2010s lol

Taylor Swift, Ardra Moon has also had many diff lewkzz throughout the years

before anybody says dont celebs change their styles often?? no they dont, not everybody for sure. look at Jennifer Lopez or Sarah Jessica Parker, theyve been dressing the same since the 90s. constantly evolving style/looks/personality is a Nodal thing. its also a big part of the reason why Nodal people succeed in the entertainment industry and in the material realm (a lot of rich people including Bezos have Nodal placements) because entertainment = illusion, pretending to be someone you're not and for Nodal people, this is pretty much second nature.

im sorry that my response is kind of all over the place. your question provoked some thoughts within me lol and i just had to shareee

i cant think of celebs who have drastically changed their life paths like the example u cited ;-; EXCEPT Bridget Mendler who is an actor, singer, and entrepreneur, has a PhD and went to Harvard Law and now runs a satellite company?? she also adopted a kid during all this? She has Mula Sun

anywayyys thats it for now

tysm for sending this ask!!! its a very thought provoking and interesting question<33hope u have a good day<33

#rahu #ketu #nodal #jyotish

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sincerely-sofie · 19 days

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I love seeing your voice claims! It's so entertaining to hear how you would envision someone's voice, even if it isn't perfect!

But now i'm curious if you have any 'themes' for the characters. Like, something that would fit while playing in the background during a scene that focuses on them.

If you don't know what im thinking about (I REALLY hope that doesn't sound condescending) Thinking of your interpenetration of Skuntank makes Groose's theme from Skyward Sword play in my head. Something like that?

:00000 !!!! A FELLOW GROOSE’S THEME SKUNTANK IMAGINER!!!

Thank you so much! I catch your drift, and it wasn’t condescending at all! I have such a hard time choosing themes for characters because I have a very specific vibe for them all in my head, but its hard to find pre-existing songs out there that check all the boxes. I tried to pick songs (specifically instrumental songs because if I went into songs with lyrics we’d be here all day) that encompassed the general “feel” of the characters well enough. However, I’ll include some notes on what I’d try to include for the characters’ themes of if I were to make them from the ground up!

Also going to hide all the links and stuff under a cut because this post got big hehe

Twig

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Twig's theme would be light and peppy for the most part— a fast, jaunty tune that would be difficult to play in real life. There'd be points in it where it sounds like the musicians are struggling to keep up the pace and would fail to play the same notes as previously used— giving it a desperate element, like she's struggling to keep up with her own happy appearance. I think she'd have an acoustic guitar or mandolin as a major part of her theme, and maybe one of those toy pianos that give a very chaotic, enthusiastic vibe to songs? She'd have a stretch in her personal leitmotif that would form a beautiful melody when paired with Kip's.

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Kip would have a generally happy sounding song that incorporates the ukulele and maybe ocarina. He'd have a stretch in his personal leitmotif that would form a beautiful melody when paired with Twig's.

Sen

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Otherworldly voices harmonizing are a must for her, as are audio glitches disrupting and changing the flow of the melody that they're harmonizing in.

Dusknoir

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Dusknoir's theme would start off proud and almost boastful sounding when he's first introduced, then turn dark and intense when he's revealed as a villain, and would finally mellow out into something mournful yet soothing to listen to. I think he'd have cellos as a major piece of it.

Celebi

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Celebi’s theme would be very light and peppy— almost bouncy in sound, and definitely extremely cutesy. I can see the hum of insect wings or cicadas singing being used as a kind of atypical instrument that could be used.

Grovyle

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I'm not sure about instruments for him, but he'd have a very distinct leitmotif that would start off very aggressive and erratic sounding, then be slowed and softened in a way that makes it sound almost nostalgic later on.

Ark

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His theme’s instrumentation evades me— maybe a violin or clarinet? A harp? It would need to be an instrument that isn’t typically played alone. Either way, it would have several points where it would go oddly quiet and mournful. It’d be an all around very mellow, vaguely sad tune.

Cresselia

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Her theme would comprise of a piano— an instrument that is largely seen as a standalone in most compositions— and would layer perfectly over Ark's to make a complete song, the quiet parts of their individual themes allowing the other to stand out when they step back.

Opal

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She'd have music box-esque instrumentation for sure, and twist her parents' themes on their heads in a way that they become something unique— Twig's frantically happy notes would change key in such a way that they'd sound genuine, and Ark's quieter, melancholy stretches would be filled in by a lighter accompaniment.

This was such a fun ask hehe. I’ve always loved making pretend OSTs for my projects out of pre-existing songs, complete with alternate titles that would replace the original if the soundtrack were real— I should get back into that hobby and make a full one for TPiaG!

#shadow baby au #the present is a gift au #pokemon mystery dungeon #pokémon mystery dungeon #pmd explorers #pmd sky #pmd eos #pmd2 #pmd #sofie answers asks #pmd darkrai #pmd dusknoir #pmd grovyle #pmd celebi #pmd2 partner #pmd cresselia #music #fan ost

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tamarieatsbatteries175 · 8 months

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Hai welcome to my hell

You can call me Luvin, TVcat, Tamari (plsplspls use this one it will make me really happy), Sofanthiel (same thing with this one too),any swear words, idc. Mutuals have perms to call me Chiip :]

Pronouns are He/it/they/spark/beep/boop, and any other neos :]

♫︎ anything is chill really, as long as its not she/her or any feminine aligned surnames n stuff

Uhh more stuff:

♫︎ Robotkin

♫︎ Wolfkin

♫︎ Zeraora fictionkin

♫︎ Tamari fictionkin

♫︎ Inv/Enot fictionkin

♫︎ im a furry

♫︎ i am a minor

♫︎ my birthday is febuary 1st

♫︎ Timezone is EST.

Fandoms im in:

♫︎ Ghost and pals

♫︎ Vocaloid

♫︎ Murder Drones

♫︎ Rain World

♫︎ Omori [havent played the game yet but still]

♫︎ Project Sekai

♫︎ The Amazing Digital Circus

♫︎ Wings of Fire

♫︎ Warrior Cats

♫︎ Parties Are For Losers

♫︎ Pokemon

I will update the list as we go :]

I take art requests! It might take a while for me to get to yours though cuz art block is a bitch lol

My fursonas name is Luvin and they use the same pronouns as me

Username changed from tvcat0w0 -> chiipeatsbatteries175 -> tamarieatsbatteries175

My discord user is luluvin_ (for just in case if that KOSA bullshit does end up passing)

My tags:

Art- #Sillyart

My brothers art tag- #Watermelons Gallery

Reblogs (though i tend to forget to use this tag)- #sillyreblog

Text posts- #Chiip is a huge bug enthusiast

Text posts from 2023- #sillytalking

Vents- #Not so silly sillytalking

Asks- #answering the sillies

Real life photos- #Tamari irl

Extra tag for when people infodump/show me about their blorbos- #blorbo storage

My warrior cats oc fanclans tag- #Chiips silly fanclans

Rando facts about me:

♫︎ My favorite songs are Reckless Battery Burns, End-World Normopathy both by Ghost and Pals, and !!! by Zer0h :D

♫︎ my favorite color is green

♫︎ my irl friend calls me pookie bear [i think it would be quite funny of people called me this on here too /silly]

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Please tag me in things you think i would might like, and i am also 100% open to talk to :] dms are open :D

I almost forgot my sideblogs: @cattingyourfavs , @ittybitty-azlyn , @just-kevin-things , @the-spinner-that-spins-things , @where-is-tamari-now , @that-thing-luvin , @chiipsimportantblog , @tamari-official , and a secret alterhuman blog that i originally had on this list but thought it would be fun to keep hidden >:]

If you have any questions, just ask! Pleeease :]

More info here:

Homophobes, terfs, pedos, zoos, anti-furs, anti-alterhuman/therian, kink and nsfw blogs, Pro Israel, and anything similar shall not interact with my blog.

PLEASE INTERACT:

ALTERHUMANS, RAIN WORLD FANS, GHOST AND PALS FANS, OTHER TAMARIS, INVS, AND ZERAORAS!!!

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K thanks for reading look at teto now

#woag new and improved intro post be apon ye #intro post #Chiip is a huge bug enthusiast

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potahun · 2 months

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If you're willing to distribute wisdom, as someone looking to sentence themself to watch dmbj... what the heck is up with the different versions lol, and does it matter which one one starts with?? And also maybe where can they be accessed?

I don't know if I'm the best person to ask this to, actually, because my opinion on dmbj is extremely....biased and picky as someone who only likes 2.5 adaptations, and is mostly a casual fan since 2016. im sure a search will reveal much more complete posts reccing the adaptations in the right order and such, so this is just my personal two cents:

more enthusiastic fans can correct me, but what I understood is that until a certain point in time, due to the books' popularity, different people wanted a go at adaptations, until NPSS, the author, decided to take the whole franchise under his wing and now no one except his own company can make adaptations. now, his own team's adaptations led to things like DMBJ Reboot (2020), which i ended up loathing despite it having zhu yilong, so im not...super enthusiastic about any adaptations in general anymore

having said that, here's what i watched in approximative order, and whether i liked them:

The Mystic Nine (2016)

The Lost Tomb 1 (2015)

The Lost Tomb 2 (2019)

Ultimate Note (2020) - I actually watched this one after Reboot, but this is where it should be, I think.

Sha Hai / Sand Tomb (2018)

DMBJ Reboot: The Sound Providence Pt 1&2 (2020)

One of the Heihua specials

Out of these, i adored The Mystic Nine and Ultimate Note, I relatively enjoyed TLT 2, and......that's it.

The Mystic Nine is about the predecessors and previous generations of the families that make up the main protags of DMBJ. A lot of it is so bad it's good (especially CGI and censoring issues made up for a hilarious watch for me). The plot revolves a massive human-shaped tomb that some of these nine families have found, and what it hides. It's set around the 1930s, so.... of course, there's some of the typical stuff you can find in a plot concerning that time, too.

Ultimate Note is set in DMBJ "present", covering books 4-7 of DMBJ. It's the only DMBJ adaptation and only Wu Xie that I truly enjoy. Also the only Xiao Hua and Hei Yanjing I swear by. and boy, did i enjoy UN so much. Did it feel jarring to watch it without a good understanding of the previous books? Yeah. But personally, I find DMBJ to be a series where you can dive in more or less at any point, so it's the only adaptation I can wholeheartedly recommend. It also has a homebaked feel, between the very green actors and the occasional bad CGI.

I relatively enjoyed TLT2 while watching, but if you asked me what happened in it now, I wouldn't be able to tell you. I know it has my favorite Pangzi of all times.

I don't even want to cover my opinion of the rest. I already mentioned i ended loathing the reboot (i loved the first dozen eps, so the fall afterwards felt worse), and that hate-watch to see if my opinion could be changed at the last minute was part of decisions i regret... it deals with a much much older Wu Xie and iron triangle, in any case. Sha Hai takes place a bit before the reboot, but also deals with an older Wu Xie and has a completely different protagonist. I personally wouldn't start with these two, therefore.

Now. Some people only swear by those two, saying they're some of the best DMBJ adaptations. So again, my opinion is just an opinion. Please have a look at more complete, less biased rec posts and good luck to you in your watch!

#dmbj #replies #as for where you can access it youre on your own #it's been too long

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weirdshitshow · 5 months

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had a Bad Experience today so im gonna spend a little time talking about good partners. And how I think they’d be good partners.

scar is so sweet. Absolute cotton candy man. You’d be overstimulated and he’d make everything else stop just to make it easier. He’d rub your back and shower you in compliments and kisses during sex. If you wanted him to be an ass, he can, but he just loves you so damn much he can’t help but be a little soft.

I think Grian would be a problem solver. He notices a panic attack and tries a few grounding techniques. “Name five things you can see, now name four you can hear, three you can feel and two you can smell” plus, excellent cuddles, on account for the wings. He’s very big on oral, giving and receiving. Always makes sure you finish and then brings you a glass of water.

Joel seems like he’d be good at picking up small things. Like, if he noticed you hadn’t eaten your lunch, he’d sit down and ask if anything was the matter. He wouldn’t be forceful, he’d just give you the space to feel comfortable to talk about anything that’s upsetting you. He’s fairly kinky, but he always makes sure he has your enthusiastic consent before doing anything at all. He makes sure all adequate safety measures are in place. If he even feels like he slightly overstepped, he asks if everything is okay.

Jimmy is the golden retriever boyfriend. He loves you a lot. Every time you come home, you’re greeted with a smile and a hug and a “How was your day?” And when you’re upset, he’ll ask “Is this a vent upset or a solutions needed upset?” And oh man, he’s so eager to make you happy. Not for any fucked up reason, just because seeing you smile makes life a little easier. He’s such a good boy in bed, and he revels in it. He wants to be. It’s fairly vanilla but it’s sweet and it works.

i know this is a lot different than most of the fucked up asks usually submitted, but I just needed some good. 🩹

This is just wonderful. I love it, and it's so true. The way everything is described makes me think of a poly or smth. Gosh. So cute.

I also think Jimmy and Scar would be the biggest suckers for aftercare that consists in cuddles. Scar would hold you and play with your hair until it makes you get soooo sleepy. Jimmy nuzzles n holds onto you. I think Grian would be more of the guy to talk, say the things that he enjoyed abt it, how good you did, how much fun he had, just like, talk through it I think. And Joel would prioritize stuff like, "are you thirsty?, want a snack?" Would kiss your forehead and be a little silly abt it, crack a joke n make you giggle because he tried getting up and he tripped and stubbed his toe. He is now jumping around and groaning out of pain. It's such a fond thing tbh he just wanted to be nice to you. They're soooo silly.

I love the Joel picking up small things,,, my mans a builder n enjoys detail of course he's gonna notice the smallest things. And man, I just love that he gives the space to talk about it, but somehow make it casual enough so you don't feel forced to talk. Sigh. Can you imagine his and Scar's hugs? Fucking glorious.

Jimmy is vanilla but he'd love trying out new things when you bring it up to him. If it's you, then he trusts he'll be alright. Any of you could tap out or ask to slow down at any moment and feel secure everything is going to be alright and won't get judged for it. It's just so... Safe, like that, he'd check in constantly too!!

Grian mixes things up, always brings something new to the table, and is so enthusiastic. His head game is INSANE just imagine what he can do with his tongue and hands. Imagine him worshipping you, looking up at you while his mouth is busy somewhere else, fucking toecurling sloppy toppy while he keeps an eye contact that burns you from the inside out. Fun stuff.

I think he's a great problem solver because he has experience, and can't stand by without helping out. He'd create the best environment for his partners too, a nest to lie down and calm down after the whole thing, get cuddles. He had to deal with a lot of stuff in his life and he is no stranger to panic attacks, knows how shit they feel, and how unexpected, sudden they can be too. Even if you were to hold his hand and squeeze it, he'd be there. Wouldn't leave you alone, a grounding presence.

Grian n Jimmy totally give shiny rocks or shiny stuff as gifts btw.

#tw fluff #ah yes. tumblr user weirdshitshow. my comfort creator.#asks #thoughts #jo.el #jim #greeon #scr #this gives a lot of #x reader #vibes

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viacursecasting · 9 months

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The Great Escape.

An Arte X Ivy Drabble

Dozens of outdoor market stalls bustled with activity from enthusiastic merchants and eager shoppers. It was noisy and crowded, yet Arte preferred it that way. It was much easier to keep a low profile.

As he tucked his platinum bangs further into the hood of his tattered cloak, he couldn't help but smirk. He should've felt guilty for escaping the confines of the manor's walls, of eluding the suffocating protection of his guards. Mind you, he was grateful for such luxuries like gourmet food, designer clothes, and the latest tech. But as he overheard lively conversation, as he watched kids chase each other playfully, as his cape billowed in the breeze, he realized…

The wings of freedom were unrivaled.

(At one point he caught a glimpse of a couple sharing a kiss, so he averted his gaze bashfully as thoughts of a certain arachnid swarmed his mind.)

He ambled through the rows of stalls, countless salespeople shouting and shoving products in his face, until he came across what he was looking for.

"Excuse me," he piped up, "but do these come in black?" He gestured to a pair of white leather gloves, padded for combat.

"These?" The seller, an onyx wolf, checked the size. "A bit small for you, no?"

"Ah, they're not for me. They're for my—"

Arte paused. Even though they haven't exactly labeled their relationship, his feelings were undeniable.

But were they reciprocated?

"…colleague," he decided.

"In that case, I'll check in the back." The stall person left him briefly.

Arte checked the time with his silver pocket watch. He probably had a few more minutes until his army of guards realized he was missing. He had to be quick if he wanted to get back home with none the wiser.

Then the seller returned. "There are a few in storage, but you'll have to come with me to see which one suits your needs."

Arte thought it was strange that the merchant didn't just bring out the gloves, but he didn't dwell on it. He followed the salesperson through some heavy curtains.

"NOW!"

Suddenly he was pinned face-first against the wall of a dimly lit storage unit, and he cried out in pain. "What the—!?"

"Did you really think you could fool us with this cheap getup?"

He grunted, trying to free his arms pinned behind his back. "What're you—?"

Multiple footsteps crowded around him. From the corner of his eye, Arte watched as a pack of wolves emerged from the shadows, a dozen pairs of citrine irises glowing menacingly like burning embers. His heart rate spiked.

The alpha spoke up. "After you pulled out that fancy watch, we knew exactly who you were." Two goons yanked off the feline's cowl as well as his timepiece, the one with his family crest on the lid. "Sir Kingsley."

Arte narrowed his eyes. With all his weight he stomped on his captor's foot, making him yelp and back off. The maroon cat then whirled around, drawing his rapier.

The leader cursed. "Get him!"

Arte managed to fend off three or four canines with sharp thrusts and quick parries. However, one managed to overtake him from his left.

Shit, my blind spot! Arte tried to get the ruffian to back off, but then his sword was knocked out of his grasp. He tried to go after it, but then a few thugs tackled him into the wall, making his spine rattle.

He coughed, trying to regain some wind in his lungs, but then a wolf punched his stomach, making him gasp harshly for air.

A chorus of laughter elicited from the gang. Then the alpha stepped forward, wiping blood from his face where the feline managed to nick him. He seethed, "Fucking cats."

One of the goons asked, "Whaddaya reckon we do with 'im, boss?"

The leader hummed thoughtfully, tapping his chin. "A ransom should do nicely. I'm sure the prestigious aristocratic family would pay handsomely for their precious heir." He grinned mischievously. "How about a hundred thousand rings?"

Arte chuckled. "You flatter me, but for that much, my father would probably tell you to get lost."

The alpha snapped his fingers, wordlessly ordering his lackeys to tighten their grip, forcing the cat to shut up. Then he pointed to another member. "You. Grab me a knife. I think if we send one of his dainty fingers to his old man, he'll get the idea. And grab some duct tape to muffle his screams."

More shuffling and guffawing from the pack. Arte struggled with all his might to no avail. He spat, "Why don't you take my middle finger as a souvenir?"

The boss growled. "Why you little—!"

All of a sudden the wolf cried out, collapsing to the floor, and the others looked around in confusion. They frantically drew their weapons, but one by one they were knocked out by a mysterious force.

The canine holding him fell last, and Arte rolled his shoulders in relief. He then scanned the sea of fallen bodies, feeling perplexed as well.

He heard something land behind him, so he turned, sharply met with a glaive pointed at his nose. He could recognize that gleam of silver anywhere. "Ivy?"

The royal blue spider revealed herself from the shadows.

Arte sighed in relief. "Boy, am I glad to see—"

But she kept him at bay with her staff, nicking the tip of his nose. "You damn fool."

Arte gulped. "I'm s—"

"Sorry doesn't cut it," Ivy intervened. "You could have gotten killed!" She narrowed her ambers. "Or worse."

Arte's ears folded back. "You're right. I should've told you. I just…" He sighed defeatedly. "Do you know what it's like to be cooped up for days on end, with little to no privacy?"

A small sense of empathy hit Ivy, but she was careful not to show it.

Arte continued sheepishly, "I also… wanted to surprise you."

"Mission accomplished," Ivy sneered.

"Okay, not like this," Arte explained. "I wanted to surprise you with"—he glanced around, picking something off the shelves in her size—"these."

Ivy eased her stance, receiving the gift. "Gloves?"

Arte nodded. "I noticed you had some calluses on your hands, likely from wielding that glaive all day, so I figured the padding on these might help."

"That's… thoughtful," Ivy admitted. Then she clarified sternly, "But that doesn't mean you're off the hook."

"Oh?" Arte raised a brow teasingly, taking a daring step forward. "And how exactly will you punish me, my lady?"

Ivy had to grit her teeth to avoid getting lost in those crystal pools, to resist that alluring tone. "I'll make sure you're never to leave your estate without at least ten guards and an ankle monitor."

Judging by that steely gaze, Arte realized she wasn't joking, dropping his charms. "Wait, seriously?"

The arachnid turned to leave without remorse, cloak fluttering behind her as she gestured for him to follow. Arte did so begrudgingly.

"However," Ivy began without facing him, "should you ever feel the need to escape, you must take me with you." She looked at him sidelong as she snapped on her new tactical gloves. "Only me."

Arte smiled, happily following in her wake.

#via writing #arte the cat #ivy the spider #arrive #sonic oc #via's cursed cast #sth #blood/#arte kingsley

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gladfang · 7 months

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now that we have all 18 i'm posting my personal project voltage ranking :]

PSYCHIC TYPE MIKU - 4/10 it's fine. its the closest to base miku of all the designs? like this is what i'd imagine if we got a miku collab in the newest games. nothing about ti really says psychic type to me though, which is why its low

GRASS TYPE MIKU - 2/10 i hate this design. not only is it boring but i don't like the colours, i think it looks messy and it might be the style disconnect or the design itself but if you didn't tell me who this was i wouldn't think it was miku. a grass type cheerleader doesn't sound like a bad shout which is why im so sad it sucks

FIRE TYPE MIKU - 5/10 . its just basic. it gets one point more than psychic because i have fire type bias but other than that its underwhelming. idk whats going on with her legs either? is it like exposed robotics? idk its just a miss for me

WATER TYPE MIKU - 8/10 this is so cute. the water textured hair, the tan lines, the like lifeguard gear(?) and the pokeball beach ball? it all comes together so well. i don';t think you can really go wrong with a water type design? even if i don't love water types myself you can't deny their designs just come together

ELECTRIC TYPE MIKU - 10/10 oh baby girl my BIAS i fucking love electric miku. shifting her blue accents into green, giving her a suit and making her a split-dye blonde were all such good decisions. i love the silhouette of the big puff pants tucked into the rubber boots and the suspenders with the lightening cane. everything about this makes me so happy

NORMAL TYPE MIKU - 9/10 i might be going back on what i said with psychic miku but to me even though it's very reminicant of base miku, it works better AND does enough to set her in her own typing. the multicoloured accessories, the rings, the glasses and the body suit. if we ever did get a real collab of her in game i hope this is the direction they'd go

ICE TYPE MIKU - 8/10 full disclaimer so much of this is just because im obsessed with her hair and suit combo. shes not outright evil looking like dark type but i still feel like shes a rival with a lot of power, anbd tbf a lot of ice type characters are made to be Icy in personality. my only gripes are the red bag chain and the open heels

ROCK TYPE MIKU - 6/10 its fine! it might be because i dont like the colour scheme or that i'm not a huge fan of all the flowy fabric, (especially because it directly follows ice type miku which made a point to utalise the sharpness you'd associate with ice) but i just doesn't wow me.

GROUND TYPE MIKU - 7/10 i really love this design, i adore the colour scheme and the cactus braids, i think she looks like a trainer you'd be ambushed by in the desert and the soundtrack would kick up and it'd RULE... my drawback is i don't think she looks like miku? i thought she was gumi at first and now i can't really unsee it. but eh im nitpicking

FLYING TYPE MIKU - 5/10 again, i like it but its very standard for a flying type character. the cloud braids and the sheer sleeves are fun! they're definately my favouritre part of the design. idk why her legs are painted white, i think they look kind of silly and im confused about the platform sandles but other than that its fine

FAIRY TYPE MIKU - 6/10 a cute miku design for a cute pokemon type, can't really go wrong with that. i enjoy that they didn't go lolita style with her, which i fully assumed was going to the case, but instead a gal type with the fake nails and pleat skirt. i enjoy that its a different way of doing a look for miku we've seen plenty of times before

BUG TYPE MIKU - 6/10 i don't hate it! very simple but very effective. i like the segmented limbs, the insectoid braids, the wing bow that looks like butterfly wings. i'm just not super enthusiastic about the colours. maybe i'm just used to bug types being Creepier in my head so to just have her be cutesy is boring to me

POISON TYPE MIKU - 9/10 this is such a baity designnnn the only reason i didnt give it a 10 is because i hate that shade of green but thats a personal issue. the plastic baggy shoes, the toxtricity, the mad scientist goggles and latex gloves... it all comes together so beautifully. idk if its like too busy or again, maybe i just personally don't love the individual colours used. i really hope elements of this design are used for a future character

GHOST TYPE MIKU - 4/10 i honestly don't like this design. yeah lets make the ghost type miku... a ghost, and nothing else. i think it's really boring compared to all the other ones. the glitch element is really cool but that's... all thats going for it? the colour scheme is the same, the neon is boring and i think everything is very stylish for pokemon but idk i wish it was more unique

DARK TYPE MIKU - 10/10 babe holy shit. this is a gorgeous design, i'm so happy they went an evil miku route with it. i was going to say i wish there was more red, and then i noticed the underside of the hat in the other concept so i'm happy. shifting the cyan to the bottom of the design is a really good call. she looks expensive as she should

STEEL TYPE MIKU - 10/10 absolutely beautiful colour scheme, shifting everything to metalic shades of blue is perfect. i think it's my favourite overall. very strong typing without them just doing Robot which i assumed. LOVE the metal braids with the welded patches the most, and i jsut noticed theyre kind of shaped like leeks. the charm on the sandogasa and the arm/calf guards really bring it all together

FIGHTING TYPE MIKU - 8/10 the black, white and orange is gorgeous and i love the splash of green connecting to sir farfetched. i'm just not inlove with the leg split tbh, i think if it was a cape i'd like it more. i think my main drawback is idk it doesn't scream fighting type to me other than it being based on the pokemon

DRAGON TYPE MIKU - 9/10 AND IMMEDIATELY MY PRAYERS WERE ANSWERED. the cape really completes the knight motif of this design perfectly where i think the previous one lacked. the scale decor jumpsuit, the gauntlets and boots, the SWORD MIC and the tail braids. they really did keep getting better and whilst this isnt my favourite its such a strong finisher

#bzzt! is this thing on

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nooowestayandgetcaught · 7 months

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Fic: "How Do You Use 'It'?"

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Fandom: Thumbelina (1994)

Rating: G

Summary: During a journey in the nightfall, Cornelius encourages Thumbelina to inquire about their world and ride his pet bumblebee.

@flashfictionfridayofficial

"What is that, Cornelius?"

"That?" Prince Cornelius thumps a opened palm against a dense, dark nut scattered in the forest. "That is an acorn."

Thumbelina's giggle echoes around them.

"I know what an acorn is!" Thumbelina insists. "I meant…"

Prince Cornelius's mouth falls open.

"Oh! Oh, that is a pine needle! From a pine tree!"

Prince Cornelius carefully hands it to her.

"Ah! It is like your sword!" Thumbelina brandishes it like Prince Cornelius would his silver rapier, bursting out giggling again.

He laughs along with her, gently lowering Thumbelina's hand.

(Both Prince Cornelius's sword and the pine needle are, unfortunately, quite of a piercing quality.)

Thumbelina cheerfully and enthusiastically twitters on about her life at the farmhouse… the old windmill by the river, and the animal-friends Thumbelina has, and her own gigantic human mother…

One of Prince Cornelius's hands holds onto Thumbelina's waist, and the other grasps her fingers. Prince Cornelius hums a tune similar to a royal wedding processional under his breath, dancing with her.

"I wonder if little people bath as fairies do," Thumbelina says aloud. "Mother told me to not wish to be anything but who I am… but perhaps I will wish to be a fairy! Do fairies bath in teacups? Mother heats her pot with hot water and lye and I get clean — oh my!"

She startles a little as Buzzbee drones for attention, knocking his head against Thumbelina's leg. Prince Cornelius smiles harder.

"That's a great idea, Buzzbee!" he declares.

Thumbelina sits herself, and Prince Cornelius demonstrates.

"I do not understand. What is it, Cornelius?"

"It's his antennas," Prince Cornelius says, allowing her to take them and Buzzbee flutters his wings for a moment. "Now you hang on."

Thumbelina's pretty, pink lips quirk down. "How do I use 'it'…?"

"You steer," he explains. "Let's try with you riding him for us."

Prince Cornelius beams, sitting right up against Thumbelina's back, clutching onto her. She hesitates before Buzzbee takes off, droning much louder, swooping through the air effortlessly with both of his companions on. Thumbelina's shriek of surprise fades into giggles.

All three of them rise higher and higher.

Bits of gold-glimmering pollen, from the hairs on Buzzbee, fly into Thumbelina's long curls. "It's impossible!" she cries out, overjoyed.

("You are sure to do IM-POSS-IBLE things!" Jacquimo sing-songs, flying overhead to admire them. "If you follow your HEAAAART!")

#flash fiction friday #thumbelina #thumbelina 1994 #prince cornelius #cornelius x thumbelina #don bluth #fairy tales #hans christian andersen #fairies

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lviste · 1 year

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preview of chapter 7 of the remarried princess‼️‼️😇😇 im not dead guys dis chapter is just rlly long

“What kind of food do birds usually like, Lady Beidou?”

The imperial guards had their own messenger birds, and I knew that Lady Beidou had more knowledge of birds than I did. As expected, she answered without hesitation.

“Birds like insects.”

“Insects?”

“Caterpillars, mosquitoes, moths…”

“!”

“What is it?”

This would be more difficult than I thought…

“I thought I’d give Queen something he’d like to eat.”

As my guard, Lady Beidou was often with me and had known about Queen.

“Ah. Since he’s a large bird he might like large insects.”

When I didn’t reply, Lady Beidou gave a soft chuckle.

“We have caterpillars meant for the messenger birds. I’ll get you some.”

“Are you sure?”

“Queen might not eat them if they're served on a plate. If he’s doubtful, you can feed him with tweezers.”

I felt sick imagining picking up a caterpillar with tweezers, but I nodded for now. I had promised Prince Childe that I would take care of Queen, and I couldn’t back out simply because I was squeamish.

Finally, Lady Beidou returned with a wooden plate and set it down on the table. It was full of plump, squirming larvae.

“Are you alright?”

I nodded automatically, but as soon as Lady Beidou left, I immediately backed away from the table. I was afraid they would crawl out of the plate at any moment.

‘Queen is going to eat that…’

I sat hunched on the bed and peeked at the table about five or six times to check whether the caterpillars had wriggled off the plate.

At last, Queen arrived. Instead of landing on the window sill, he flew gracefully through the open window and circled the room in a glorious sweep, his eyes on me as if to confirm that I was watching his majesty on display. After a brief circuit, he landed on my knee. I stroked his neck and back, and he gave a loud cry and wiggled his tail.

“You’re incredible, Queen.”

Queen raised a wing at the compliment, and I thought it was now a good time to prepare the caterpillars, nervous as I was. Once again I brushed his back and hugged him.

“I wanted to give Queen something to eat.”

– Gu?

“Your master says you’ll eat anything…”

– Gu!

“I think he’s wrong.”

– …

“So I prepared something that big, nice birds like the most.”

Queen nodded enthusiastically. I picked him up and brought him to my desk.

“Here are some caterpillars, Queen.”

Fortunately, the larvae were still on the plate, and I set him right in front of it.

– !

Queen pulled away, his eyes blinking wildly. Lady Beidou had said that Queen might be doubtful if I fed him like this, so I stroked the bird’s back again and picked up a plump caterpillar with a pair of tweezers. I could feel the fine hairs on my body rise as I came near the plate, but I steeled myself for Queen’s sake.

“Come on, Queen. Let’s eat.”

The bird, however, drew even further backwards and refused to eat.

“Try it, Queen. It’s okay.”

I jerked my hand and got the caterpillar right in front of Queen’s face. The caterpillar suddenly wriggled, then slipped from the tweezers and landed on Queen’s head.

– Guuuuu!

The bird leapt up with a shriek.

“Queen?”

Surprised, I tried to catch him, but he was hopping everywhere like crazy. Queen leapt out the window, the caterpillar still attached to his head, and flew away and finally disappeared.

Was it the wrong kind of caterpillar? Lady Beidou’s birds ate them and were fine. Was it because Queen was a different species of bird?

I worried about Queen all night long and slept uneasily. It was him that eased the hurt caused by Scaramouche. I was heartbroken by the distrust in Scaramouche’s eyes, but as soon as I remembered Queen, the image of Scaramouche was pushed away.

The next day, I left my room as soon as I finished breakfast to see Prince Childe. I couldn’t visit his room, but I would likely run into him around the southern palace.

‘I need to ask if Queen returned safely.’

However, as soon as I left the palace, I discovered Prince Childe leaning against a pillar and staring at the building.

“Prince Childe.”

He turned to me, omitting the greeting bow and immediately speaking.

“I answered wrongly yesterday. He doesn’t eat raw food.”

“Well, then I can give him cooked larvae—”

“He doesn’t eat that. He doesn’t eat insects at all.”

#— liv writes ✍️#scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche fluff #scaramouche angst #childe angst #childe fluff #childe x you #childe x reader

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