#more thoughts later but I'm at work rn

[mrtequilasunset]

I've been thinking a lot about the idea of a PaleMetal subculture and what it would be like and one thing thats common in most metal (specifically black metal) circles I've experienced has been this idea of Edgy Pissing Contests. Like, everyone trying to be more hard-core than everyone else, so that makes me think maybe the way this manifests is these groups of people that hang out too close to porch collapses for the sake of being seen as cool, and it ends up just making them fucking weird. And there's whole like little clusters of them near the pale because they go to be edgy and then fall into shit like what we saw with Tiago where it just kinda rewires their brain and they dont leave.

The music itself probably sounds something between atmospheric black metal and sludge, like distorted vocals and droney sounds recorded on the worst mic available. And of course if you tell someone you listen to palemetal but you don't actually show signs of palesickness they'll call you a poser lol

#idk I'm still putting together thoughts but ughgh #autistic urge to connect both my stupid interests is so strong rn #i imagine when normal people find out it sorta becomes something similar to the satanic panic #theyll scare their kids telling them thyre gonna become pale zombies if they listen to one (1) metal song #disco elysium #the pale #more thoughts later but I'm at work rn #i am not confident in my knowledge abt the pale so please correct me if i say goofy shit #disco elysium palemetal #palemetal

[league-of-blorbos]

Yeah sorry to repeat the same complaints everyone else has but, yeah the face is too anthro for me, not that that's inherently bad but on Smolder it gives me too much "goofy animal sidekick in a Disney movie" vibes

Lot of people comparing him to the Spyro series which I feel but in there, the dragons there look perfectly cartoony and expressive without falling into this uncanny disney valley

I do love that he's from Camavor tho, finally some love for that region and a look into what it's become since Viego abandoned the place

#I'm at work rn so I may give more thoughts later if I see other stuff #I still think he'll be cool but I'm hoping his game model leans a little less anthro #league of legends #lol #leagueoflegends #riot games #smolder #new champion #league spoilers

[anewp0tat0]

Chapter 198

I've wanted a Christmas filler chapter for a while, just because I think it would have some great phantomfam interactions + some snide comments from Sebastian about how useless God is or whatever he likes to brag about... but I know we may never get that, so I am over the moon with this image here. this is all I need😫 Ciel's scarf bow is our Christmas present.

and Ciel gets a muff too FINALLY☺️. it seems that once again yana really doesn't care about the fact that she's giving him predominantly female gendered clothing for the time era(as far as I know), but when has she ever cared. let's just congratulate Sebastian on his good parenting and feminism. or rather in this case, traditional values?.... mhm

it's just adorable.

...

we also got weird interactions like this:

yea Theo knows. and he angry. the real question is if in the end, he'll help the others escape their fledging day(most likely O!ciel's aptitude) or simply work to save himself(most likely R!ciel's aptitude).

finny is the best possible boy though, and who knows maybe this will all be solved by the power of friendship and Theo will ultimately put his trust in team O!ciel. that would be great!

...

;_;

this truly makes me so upset, it's not fair for Mabel to feel anything other than bittersweetness that her friend is leaving, rather than agony. same goes for everyone else.

....

these 2 kids are strong and it's is pretty odd, but I guess when compared to other characters like Jane, it's not too surprising...

maybe Doll gave them circus training, who knows. Mabel most likely, since Doll spends most time with her group, at least I'm assuming from the clothes.

also, I'm not a knife expert but those look like something they probably just plucked from the kitchen. if doll is with them, she isn't giving them special weapons like Layla owned. that's probably just a kitchen knife the "collie class" have access to.

...

honestly, I've tried so far to be very suspicious and hostile towards these kids in the hope that they'll get to walk away into the sunset like the possible side antagonists they are. but really, I'm just very much hoping that they don't end up going through any pain. I don't want any more serious moments where children cry, please...

so the ambush, why did this happen: I'm guessing that these kids don't just guarding the hallway regularly, and they just so happened to run into Finny today. my guess is that they knew/found out that Finny would sneak around(probably with Doll's insight? cause this is his first night!) and quickly prepared for him. but most importantly, they must know one way or another that the orphanage staff(or Doll?) is prepared to kill Finny soon.

what's most surprising to me is that these kids want Finny alive. idk about the other kids, but I think plenty of us assumed that Theo would rather have Finny(and snake) disposed of. so either I was wrong, or what's going on here is a manipulation scheme where Theo makes Finny think that he's in danger, simply so that he can use him. this makes more sense to me because if both Finny and Snake were in immediate danger, they would probably wake up Snake, too. after all, Theo is a pomeranian, he could think of such a thing. in this case the kids may be working for Doll.

if however this isn't a scheme and instead a genuine attempt to help finny and Snake, then they probably aren't working with Doll, since she probably wouldn't want to sneak them into the inner working of the facility.

ah idk, well find out next chapter. or, the whole next chapter will be spent walking to the meet up room. maybe finny will start flashbacks right there right now. who knows.

where should I place my bets, that these kids are gonna take Finny back to some secret hide out room(possible blood drawing), or are they gonna take him back to where Doll is cause they're working with her...

...

also, it's really interesting how these two stay in "character" right here, both in the typical pose of the person/role they're mocking.

...

actually you know what, Theo probably figured that Finny was worth being recruited after this right here:

sorry, long post today, lots to worry about, and if you read all this then you mean the world to me! have a great day!

#god I love winter scenes so much this is a chapter cover I'm so gonna redraw someday just for funzies #also I was very pleased with the art in this chapter :D no dull moment. art wise I feel fulfilled this month #last month's chapter actually feels like 3 months ago for me so I'm glad I now have something to think about for a while #it's the morning and my thoughts are pretty jumbled rn so ill probably reread it and say something more coherent later #long post #sorry to be thinking about Lizzy rn but seeing finny work undercover like this just makes me think again of how I wish she would go #undercover as well- she would do so good I know it😩 but alas she is not on our side #theo redemption arc already woohoo #kuroshitsuji #black butler #kuro spoilers #kuroshitsuji spoilers #kuro chapter 198 #kuroshitsuji chapter 198 #chapter analysis #chapter review

[born-to-lose]

I know the working conditions were kinda shitty and my colleagues and bosses didn't appreciate me enough but damn I miss the bar already 😭

#maybe it's my anxiety and the drama queen in me acting up more than necessary and they have other problems rn but #i already vented a lot to my family in the last 3 days but at some point i might just make something up so i can go back as a guest for gig #like idk lying about them inviting me to come back because they wanna see me and miss me or smth idkkk #sure there are other venues but this is like a second home at this point 💔💔 plus cheap and close up concerts with iconic bands #even if they don't get paid well or even at all but i can make up for that by buying their merch and inviting them for drinks #arenas are lame i can't meet the musicians and make out with them as easily 🙄 #i'm posting a poem about the bar later 💔 started it before i even thought about leaving but now it stings and feels nostalgic #hell i cried writing the goodbye message and seeing the lacking replies except for two colleagues' nice texts and my bosses' dry ones #i'm never working somewhere i loved as a customer again i swear it only ruins the experience if you know the behind the scenes #mel talks

[spinjitsuburst]

doing some research on the Ninjago Wiki to jog my memory of some stuff and I forgot that the Overlord technically has the canon version of the Element of Darkness.

slowly turns to stare at Leo, my ninjago-sona who i gave the element of darkness to. Hmm. Concerning. anyways-

#i don't plan on developing more Leo lore rn cuz i'm already trying to work on cabinet man lore but HUH #i totally forgot that the element of darkness already existed in ninjago #but hmm #anyways #:) #thoughts for later #the overlord #ninjago #leo ninjago #spinjitsu screams

[amiharana]

doing a replay of botw and I'm at the part where I need to sneak through the yiga hideout, and my sibling starts walking around the house announcing "whump hurt comfort revalink oneshot where link tries to infiltrate the yiga but he really goes through it, so revali comes to rescue him and then they hug" AJDBAJDB but honestly they're so real for that and I would be so down to read that 😭

i left this ask in my inbox for a while because i was turning it over in my head like a rotisserie chicken and even tho ur sibling is on to something i cannot for the life of me figure out what sort of context this would make sense in i'm sawry ✋😭 i was really that meme with the confused blond woman and a bunch of math equations around her head bc like.......

i just have so many questions like is this taking place pre- or post-calamity? that's going to be the huge determiner for the reason why i'd write link infiltrating the yiga clan. for me it would make sense pre-calamity if the yiga stole the thunder helm or were just being shitheads, but then we'd have to figure out why revali got dragged along for the stealth mission (the other champions were already there or were they called? is he scouting? backup? recon?). post-calamity is more difficult to figure a logical reason why because the natural assumption would be the in-game yiga infiltration where link needs to get the thunder helm back OR post-botw champions revived au where maybe the yiga are acting up so the champions gotta go in and beat their asses. the first would be difficult to write because revali is dead at the moment LOL and is also a ghost who can't remain outside his divine beast for longer than a few seconds, and the latter idea i feel requires carefully thought-out pacing, build-up, and plot to execute well 😭 idk like do y'all really expect daruk to be good at a stealth mission in that environment u know his ass is gonna get pushed and he'll be rolling all the way down karusa valley back down into gerudo desert.

idk i'm also interested to see how this idea would play out but i'm picking it apart with my brain rn and my brain is gonna continue doing that for a while i think. we're going to dissect this a little more and let it sit outside in the sun to marinate for a bit before come back to it, unless you'd like to have ur sibling hit my line and tell me more about their fic idea bc i wanna dissect ur sibling's brain on this too

#revalink #loz #botw #loz botw #legend of zelda #amihan's revalinkverse #ask #cryiling #for later #i promise u i'll return to this someday but for now i feel like the nintendogs when u try to teach them their names by calling them #but if they don't understand you they just be like ??? #everyone else should also sound off their thoughts on this one that way i can see where everything connects #dissecting ur idea rn #They Did Surgery on a Revalink Idea #i'm genuinely so interested in reading and even writing this but the image in my head is not clear enough to be written #i need more context and info to work off of idk

[gxlden-angels]

Do not stop talking about Palestine. Do not forget about Palestine. This is not a battle of religion and I do not think it should be treated as such. From the river to the sea, they will be free 🇵🇸

Disclaimer: I am not an expert. I am just some guy in the US. I am not a direct source of information. Please listen to Palestinians. Please help them directly. Please help with protests if your country is supplying Israel with weapons like the US.

#but wait there's more #it may take a while for me to gather my thoughts so not immediately #I have so many thoughts specially about holy land experience type shit #my personal belief is that Palestinians should be given back their land #Israel will become a part of Palestine and would receive full citizenship #and all of them will be treated as equals #Aid will go to Palestinians as the country and rebuilt as much as it can be after so much tragedy #Since the idea of Israel was to have a protective Jewish state #I think the better option would be for the world to agree collectively to be a place for refugees #if there's another situation like the holocaust #all refugees should be given that opportunity to escape #there's so many conspiracies against Jewish people which is why I think it needs to be declared by countries to protect any Jewish person #that is fleeing antisemitism in their current country #it doesn't need to be a Jewish state especially with so many Jewish people being pro-Palestine #and living outside of Israel #I know people currently living in Israel and I want them to be safe #And they will be if their government just lets Palestinians live #but yea later on I'll talk about the holy land experience thing I'm pissed about rn #I feel like I haven't said enough on the blog. I have terrible OCD where I'll ruminate about this until I panic #I do not want to be a source of that for others so I encourage you to educate yourself without ruminating #It does not help Palestine to shame yourself and others for not being able to do a specific thing #So instead I ask you to look it up when you are able to and do what you can #I usually do the daily clicker and I wanted to join my university's protests but couldn't #since I was the only one working my job which is monitoring the queer safe space on campus #and I didn't want to close that area just in case it was need by protesters or queer students #just found out today ppl at my school will be expelled if caught so that's why it's at the front of my mind rn

[justplainsalty]

How Soon is Now? 🌻

Me, wading through the angst muck like a pig in shit ☝️. I would not make this a song fic but it would be multichap and every chapter would have an epigraph with a section of lyrics.

[Insert footage of me deleting and rewriting this several times.] TIME FOR BULLET POINTS.

Tess falls pregnant in September.

Unfortunately, she does not realize this until early December. She had assumed she was pre-menopausal, and food has been scarce. She's happy to not have periods.

She and Joel have been busy, busy prepping for winter, doing as many runs as possible, stashing food away so they can survive until spring.

[More under the jump.]

She has an IUD. Had an IUD. It was due to expire anyway, but turns out it fell out sometime during her last two extremely hellish periods, when she'd been stuck shivering and groaning over the toilet for hours. (Thank god those only happen a few times a year.) She figures it all out when her breasts are tender and she can't feel the strings anymore.

Unfortunately part II, FEDRA requires pregnancies be registered, and bans abortions for people who fall pregnant from August through November. They have to keep up enough population to feed their supply chain, and the summer months are when resources are most plentiful for supporting births and families newborns.

Tess will have an abortion, one way or another. She refuses to be pregnant, refuses to go through that misery again, especially at her age, refuses to put their work on pause and leave Joel without a partner, refuses to risk death during the delivery process, refuses to bring a child into this fucking hellscape world.

She doesn't tell Joel any of this. She'll figure it out on her own, as soon as possible; he doesn't need the weight of this burden on his shoulders. And maybe, a part of her doesn't want to face what it would do their relationship. She doesn't know what the consequences will be, but she knows they'll show up if she doesn't act fast, and there will be a reckoning.

She starts taking more risks during their runs, and during their daily life -- drinking more, going out without Joel more, taking the more physically demanding route around and outside the QZ, provoking the people in the slums known to be happy to swing a fist at anyone so she can put herself in that path. She won't go to one of the dirty back-alley butchers with unsterilized tools. She'll figure this out on her own. Hopefully sooner rather than later.

Joel calls her out on it one day, and it's the knock-down drag-out fight of a lifetime. He gets her backed into a figurative corner. And the truth comes out.

Joel turns white and storms out. Tess gives him a minute, and then snatches up a bottle of moonshine that was for trade and storms out in the opposite direction. She won't wait at home for him to slink back, shitfaced and having whatever reaction he's going to have. She's glad Tommy is gone, if he was still here, Joel would be tempted to tell his brother.

She stays out as late as possible, going nowhere in particular, just stalking their usual paths around the QZ, ducking the checkpoints. It's so much harder without Joel, she'd forgotten.

By the time she gets back, she's hammered. She lies down on the cold, refreshing, disgusting tile of their bathroom and hopes, just this once, not to wake up in the morning. Her arm and the tile beneath her are wet. She's not crying, is she?

Joel is back the next morning. They're both hungover, so prickly with each other. It's not forgiven, and it's not forgotten. Even if they somehow seem to be in consensus that this pregnancy is bad and should be terminated, Joel's reasons feel so much more personal. He never wanted to be a father again. He doesn't blame her for getting pregnant, but he blames her for not telling him until whatever date it is, late December or early January. She doesn't understand why it's the case, but somehow, for him, that's worse. And he blames her for the foolhardy way she's been acting. And probably, on some level, the anger is probably covering up for his fear, so it's particularly vicious. It's hard not to take it to heart. He's angry at her. She starts to withdraw, to lash out. To assume everything from him is said and done backhandedly.

They don't patch it up. It's approaching February. Tess is probably close to five months along. Her body is changing; it remembers her last pregnancy from a lifetime ago, when her son was born, and is trucking along fast enough that she's looking quite far into the pregnancy. She hates every single day. Time is running out for her, for them.

As with everything in their lives, the best luck and the worst luck seem to collide and happen at the same moment:

Someone she crossed has snitched. One of their regular FEDRA clients warns them that FEDRA is coming to pick her up, now, tonight, to put her in custody until she can be screened by an OB/GYN, and possibly to be kept in "protective custody" until her little parasite is born.

They're out at a drop. Someone has changed their mind, doesn't like the terms. Ammo has been scarce this far from FEDRA patrols, so no one has guns.

Someone comes barreling at Tess. Normally Joel would step in front. He meets her eyes, looking sick, and steps aside, faking a stumble.

He lets them hold him back, sagging in their grip. His eyes and face are dead. He has gone away somewhere else.

She wakes up in FEDRA custody. She hurts all over. That fucker was thorough.

There's a doctor, comes in with a clipboard and a falsely sympathetic expression. No heartbeat. Sick relief warring with strange and unwelcome shame. Not for what she'd done, but for the how. For the expression she'd seen on Joel's face. For the fact that she'd put too much stock in blissful ignorance and gotten pregnant in the first place.

The FEDRA fuck can't keep her mouth shut:

Her fetus, their child. It was a boy.

A son, an heir, of their nebulous and unstable empire, of things that could be snatched away at a moment's notice, of nothing in particular.

Send me a made-up fic title and i’ll tell you what i would write to go with it!

#long post #i did a thing #tlou #if i were going to actually write this fic i would work harder to make it more in character and use better words #pls know that these aren't necessarily my 100% head canons for these characters; im just playin around. #but i'm writing this in a noisy hostel common room so i can charge my laptop #this is no thoughts just vibes bc i can't even hear myself think rn #ask meme #ask game #anyway i have a lot of thoughts about abortion and population control and birth control in the QZ so i could go all day #hahahaha highly reconsidering posting this. why am i so anxious about this. it doesn't feel quality enough. it feels Bad. #fuck it i can always delete later.

[frozenambiguity]

Today I found myself entertaining the comforting idea that, although he is a social chameleon and excels at adaptating to his surroundings and to what is demanded of him in terms of interaction, Kaeya truly appreciates socializing with introverted and reserved people the most.

For starters, Mondstadt's beloved captain has an habit of assuring that people feel welcomed and included, regardless of the topic of conversation or situation. He naturally has that genuine, gentle, incentivating approach, because he knows how it feels to think you are an outsider. Or as if you do not belong. Or as if you feel generally inadequate to deal with a certain situation ( regardless if one such feeling is a belief, or, in fact, reality ).

And then there is this: Kaeya Alberich is an individual that is extremely curious. As such, it is easy for him to grow immersed in the task of truly getting to know someone. Their motivations, personality traits, idiosyncracies. How they think and view the world, and how they act in certain situations. If anything, he studies human behavior, cognition, and psyche in an avid manner and enjoys it.

Thus, the formula is rather simple. Put someone who is timid and someone who encourages and is patient to getting to know them in the same room, and chances are they will most likely become friends, or, at the very least, they will appreciate the time they spent together.

#【 let me tell you a story | thoughts to be shared. 】 #【 isms | heart of the abyss. 】 #{{ I could write an essay on how I believe that Kaeya; at his core and most genuine self; is also an introvert }} #{{ that would be a lengthy essay; laughs. }} #{{ but Kaeya truly is a shy person's best friend. he has the patience and the genuine need/wish to know more about them. }} #{{ he believes they have a lot to offer to the table. and how adorable it is that they bring his more nurturing side to life }} #{{ i'm at work rn but thoughts were coming so they were expressed }} #{{ might self reblog later; as dash is a bit deserted rn }}

[tleeaves]

Don't know what I ate today but my nightmares be WILD tonight. I can hardly explain any of this but I am still scared of heights and falling apparently, and also hot things.

#I feel barely awake as it is #thought it'd be later in the nigjt but its only loke 12 #everything is a weird mix of a nightmare and a comedy and somehow that makds perfect sense to me #but its all the more terrifying as the object upon which all the comedy is centred in the nightmare #no it's not a fesr of embarrassment its the fact tnat every inconvenient thing that could go wrong DOES go wrong #and uni students are as baffled as k sm tha I jjst fell nearly two stories #and then I wad chased by fucking THEARE kids in the middle of a cats performance #and tje children are lauginh at me arriving late to some thing because I am injured and missing joints appatently from the fall #like man #this isnt even the first fall or chase ip a strangely narrow ladder/staircase of the night #I'm having A Day #also taylor swift can fuck off why is that woman present in my nightmares #and also never let a law professor own a machine gun jet pack thing because wtf are those #and I am so glad work health and safety exists in waking life because oh boy #they would be my knights in shining armour in my dream rn

[bumblerhizal-art]

a very big day for baby novhen! he tied his foot wrappings himself and lost his first tooth! he's a whole big kid now

inspired by this conversation with @heniareth

#dragon age #dao #adaia tabris #warden tabris #novhen tabris #still learning how to draw curly hair #which is why he loses it after puberty #get hormoned loser and all yknow #now is this piece meant show to show off their family resemblance? yes #am i face blind? also yes #let's leave it to the jury how well that panned out #but my drawn faces are fairly indistinct so i think that takes care of itself for me (just not in a productive direction) #also i may have forgotten to put a pre-gray cyrion in here but that's fiine #his appearance is much more agreed upon #whereas adaia's canon appearance is usually seen more as a jumping off point i've noticed #and i haven't figured out the toolkit yet so the most i have to work off of is the terrible lighting in the arl's dungeons #might put more thought into the outfits later #they wouldn't have access to a great variety of dyes but they can still do better than this #mostly i'm just keeping the palette simple for myself rn #i am growing to love the cold shoulder look though i will say

[noxtivagus]

ffxv makes me so emotional oh my god 🥹🫶🏼

#🌙.rambles #[ ffxv. ] #i love love love final fantasy so much like. video games in general i cld rlly ramble abt each of my interests for hours like i'm #v much ffxv mood rn. god esp that one story two years back i've mentioned it so much here atp but IT REALLY IS SO PERSONAL N #CRINGE???? IDK IT MAKES ME EMBARRASSED A BIT but like embarrassed /pos like. it's me. younger me. n i'm still v fond of it. #..still makes me shy though but even more i finished writing that uh oneshot back then w noctis #childhood friends to lovers uhuh secretly in love but both think it's unrequited uhuh #why has that always been among my fav tropes.. I DON'T EVEN RLLY HAVE CHILDHOOD FRIENDS? there's nothing irl that inspired it at all. #but then ^ that's also w my uhhhh original characters n then my wol too in ffxiv honestly n #even with other characters.. a v similar sentiment w claude n like lancelot or lucifer. ffxv / fe3h / gbf were my top 3 back in 2020 #botw hades octopath acnh & other ff were games that i rlly rmb then too. but ever since ffxiv i haven't been able to play much other vgs 😭 #the witcher 3. nier automata demo. code vein demo. genshin. hzd. rdr2. ac odyssey n lots more but god i've barely finished any #OH I NEARLY FORGOT.. I'M SO SORRY must be bcs i was listening to it earlier so i thought i already wrote it but kh3 yes #AAAA WAIT I'M RAMBLING AGAIN I WAS GNA WORK ON SOME STUFF BEFORE I SLEEP 🥹 sleep by 3 for more hours or by 4 so i can uh #get some stuff done before tmrrw? i will. do my best this week as quickly as i can so i can.. rest? my mind rlly needs a rest i think >< #yk what i can always write n do more the next day yeah i'll sleep no later than 3:30 #i think i'm going back more to my old self again but i'll do my best to not isolate or distance myself too much i don't want to destroy #things even more like. in that. dream n. in the past when. i thought i was over it but i think those wounds r reopening #but i'm stronger than them n. fuck. it's the same as before n that's why i'm crying that's why i'm so afraid that's why it hurts so much #but i've written too much here. it hurts so much but even if it feels too similar to.. back then it's. not the same it's not the same #i've improved i've gone this far i've made friends i've made so much memories. but i'm so afraid that i'll fuck up again n #i think i'm like this bcs. oh ffs my dream told me basically that i really do think i already fucked up. i'm sorry. i'm so sorry #the past.. present. the future. too fast too much n it's just like before n that's. why i'm helpless to it. i can do better but this #i forgave them but maybe i haven't forgiven myself. entirely at least. so. the familiarity of this rn is keeping me frozen in place? #n then other stuff r so overwhelming too n fuck i don't want to think about this anymore i'll be fine i'm fine i can do this on my own #..no. i can't do that again. fuck i'm crying so much why does this feel the same as two years back #i'm sorry please don't forget me please don't leave me please tell me i didn't fuck up please don't tell me i did it again #i'm sorry i was doing better i was healing but i'm back to this again i know better but i can't do any more rn n i'm sorry i'm so sorry #fuck it i'll wipe away these tears. it feels so empty inside but i'll feel better somehow by the morrow. i don't want to be a burden nymore #i know it's bad n i don't want all my progress to be for naught but.. no i can't fuck this up again but i feel i alrdy have. i'm sorry. gn

[astrxealis]

actually i'll change them to look like this

#⋯ ꒰ა starry thoughts ໒꒱ *·˚ #okay just random rambles now :> #he goes by apollo !! unless i change it. bcs i have now associated myself w that name even more ORHEODHSK anyways they r uhm #okay so. he/she/they ?? he/they/he. i don't want to do they first bcs rhat's a bit too similar to me KDHSKDNS #i love that vieras can canonically be trans!! it is part of their lore!! i wna make this guy uhm. idk. ftm or mtf or nb masc or fem leaning #maybe i'll just make him like. bigender. OKAY THAT WORKS. idk what assigned at birth tho ... anyways i love them #he/she/they i think. prefers they as default from others but she defaults to he for himself <3 #his hair originally was like . really light. like the one for my actual wol rn uhh rlly light purple #i didn't mean for it to be purple but it fits perfectly and i dont want to change it >< i changed it for this guy just now tho bcs he wld #be too similar LFHSKDJS they have little white freckles!!! theyre like stars :] hehe #idk if name apollo still sobs. thats the name of my other vv important ffxiv oc and that is also my other name #polaris wld probably be nice !! oh shit wait hyacinth for his counterpart. perfect. oh god #and then to my wols yeah that is apollo HOLY FUCK IM SO BIG BRAINWD. okay but his name uhhhh polaris mayhaps #i'll check my pronouny for other names i like :O #anyways this is my male viera alt!! he is min height ofc :> but still sm taller than me SOBS #he's kind of mischievous but also quiet . he's uh. i'm in love with my oc yes T_T #tag later #his hair reminds me of milk chocolate ... mixed w vanilla!! thsw was the hair color i used for fun actually back on my wol b4 i canonically #changed her hair to the vv light white-purple it is now :> uh. i still need to work on lore LMAO #my goal is to properly work and write on lore of my ocs b4 7.0 !! a few years :] <3 #this also includes my fandomless ocs hehe ... maybe ill talk abt them more one day

[neverendingford]

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#tag talk #kind of morose rn. I wish kind wasn't functionally the same as trusting. #I wish trusting wasn't the same as gullible #I wish gullible weren't the same as stupid #I know so clearly that lies are easy to tell. and yet I know that in order to live freely I need to choose to believe sometimes #and this is one of those times I knew would happen. the inevitable failure that walks hand in hand with trying #and I will try again. because failure is a chance but not a guaranteed outcome. but it's annoying. it's exhausting. #this is about getting stood up twice in one night. in case you thought something actually important happened. nothing big. but annoying #annoying when you put out your genuine self as the best way to attract authenticity in others and instead it's played with #and I guess I should have looked for more ahead of time. demanded reciprocal honesty instead of simply trusting things would work out #trust but verify. #I just. I don't have a cynical bone in my body. I've had to learn all this #and I rephrase stories to make myself sound cleverer than I really am because I can think of a million witty retorts an hour later #but in the moment I'm just naive and trusting and over messaging it's so easy to take advantage of that #and I can't even report them for the undoubtedly stolen pics they baited me with because they block as soon as the game is up #oh well. live and learn and take away the experience and use it for something #I did meet a dude who actually plays age of empires so that's fucking sick. #got stood up twice. but met two actually cool people so it works out maybe. we'll see what happens. #I just- bruh how hard is it to get some good dick in this town? #anyway. I had a nice walk around the park while I waited. found a gravel hill with a hollow on the top and waited there to escape the wind #it was actually a really nice time at the park aside from the social circumstances

[adams-angels]

Insecure Adam x reader! like he's insecure about his face because Eve and Lilith abandoned him

Oh this was too fun to write. Insecure boys 😳🥵

💖 Please send me requests! Send me your own headcanons! I will draw! I'm obsessed rn!💖

Imposter syndrome

Adam's a nice enough guy. A bit too cocky for your taste, just straight up vulgar at times. So when he asked you on a date you initially said no thanks. And he took it well or so you thought.

Internally he was freaking the fuck out. He hated rejection. HATED IT. It made him feel small. His chest collapsing in on its self. He quickly hurried away from you. You wouldn't see him for weeks maybe even months.

The next time you saw him is mask was slighty different. The LED brighter, more golden. The horns bigger and pointer. It was a small change but you notice.

"hey, Adam?"

"what's up, sweet tits."

"uh, your mask. Is it new?" You ask with a smile.

He gets a shit eating grin. "Yeah. You noticed?"

"yes, well, I tend to notice things." You replied playfully.

Adam took this as a good sign. You must like his new mask! You must like him! "Soo... What are you doing later?" He checks his nails, not giving you any time to reply. "I know this tight place. Only the best get in... I could... I don't know. Take you? If you want?"

"oh, well, I didn't have anything planned. So.. sure, Adam." His feathers puffed up in delight. "Cool. Pick you up at 8, sugartits." And that was it. You were dating Adam, the first man, the original dick.

You've been dating for about a year. You've gotten to the point of spending most weekends at each others apartments. And you noticed Adam will always have his mask on. He'd walk into the bathroom shower and come back with it on before anything else. He'd wear it during sex. Even to eat! You didn't even understand how that worked. You remember one time coming over and having to wait outside for 5 minutes because he needed his mask on. It was honestly getting annoying. You wanted to see his face. Especially when getting intimate. To feel his real lips on your body. Well, tonight was the night you decided. You were going to ask him to take off his mask.

You were cooking dinner while Adam was sat on your couch watching tv.

"Adam, sweetie... Can I ask you something?"

"sure thing, sugartits." His eyes not leaving the screen.

"why do you always wear that mask?"

His heart dropped, palms immediately went clammy as he shoots you a look. "What? Don't you like it?" You put down the knife you were using to chop up the vegetables for the meal. "no, of course I like it. It's just.." you walk over to the sink to wash your hands. "It would be nice to see you face. Like your real face?" You couldn't see but his hands clenched his robe so tightly his knuckles were turning white.

All he heard was static from then on, thoughts circling his head. What if you laugh at him. What if you leave him. What if you hate him. What if you're so repulsed by him you- "Adam!" You were crouched in front of him. He didn't even notice. "Huh, what?"

"you like.. froze? Are you okay?"

"tsk, yeah. I'm fuckin' Adam. I'm always okay, bitch." He leaned back in the couch putting your his arm over the back of it.

"well, I was talking and you stopped responding.. if you don't want to take your mask off you don't have to." He didn't even know you asked.

"psht, I'm not bothered. If you want me to take my mask off just ask." He rolled his eyes then looked away.

"okay... Can you take off your mask please?"

He froze again, his eyes dart to you."s-seriously?" He scoffed. "Whatever. You want it off you can take it off." You stood up. "Okay." Your hands reached down to his mask, he started pushing himself away, his heart beating rapidly in his chest as your fingers curled under neck. You got up to his jaw before he pulled it back down. "I'M NOT READY! I'M NOT READY! PLEASE!" You snatched your hands away as his gripped onto the horns holding his mask in place. "Adam?"

"I'm not... I can't do it. Please don't take it off..."

"I won't. I promise."

"I'm sorry.." his voice cracked and it broke your heart.

"no, no, don't be. You don't have to be sorry." You put your hand on his knees for reassurance. "When you're ready. Okay?"

"okay.." his wraps his arms around you, pulling you on to his lap. You both just hold each other. Until he's ready.

～⁠♡✧⁠｡ I really hope you enjoyed! I'm not a writer by any means but I appreciate any support I receive so thank you for reading! ｡✧⁠♡～⁠

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin adam #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel adam x reader #adam x reader

[angel-of-the-moons]

Need Steven with a freak. Let’s say he’s been dating this girl for a while and he’s ready to take it to the next step. He’s super worried he’ll make you all uncomfortable and stuff when he asks but the next thing he know he’s being ridden till the break of dawn

(I’m ovulating I am so sorry-)

OMG SAMESIES AND I. AM. ✨FERAL✨ RN

Please

Steven Grant x Fem!Reader

TW/CW: Smut, just smut af, protected sex (implant), oral sex (m!receiving) creampie, overstimulation

MINORS DNI I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CONTENT YOU CONSUME

A/N: This lil dress here is what I had in mind for the outfit in the start. (I'm a sucker for sunflower patterns)

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It had to be tonight. He just couldn't take it anymore. None of them could.

But Steven was the worst about his urges. He felt awkward and worried it would chase you away, the first girlfriend he ever got to finally have; all the others didn't understand his... Problems.

Problems he later learned were triggered by Marc (and in some cases, Jake), but you? You took them in stride, like a duck to water.

The moment he first saw you, his breath had been sucked right out of him. Marc and Jake went dead silent, too.

It was a gloomy, dreary day; the rain coming down in heavy droplets, casting a grim light down on the London streets.

But there you were, walking around the museum, looking at exhibits and scribbling notes in your tiny notebook with oh, so many post-its sticking out, fattening the tiny book until it looked close to bursting.

You were the only ray of sunshine on that day, your yellow dress that hugged your body just right, little sunflowers covering the fabric. Your hair done just the right way to accentuate your face as your eyes studied each artifact and bauble you saw.

To say the boys were instantly smitten was an understatement.

It took weeks of bumping into you to work up the courage to talk to you, and it was only when you came in to buy a rather dinky looking scarab plushie in the gift shop. It's this conversation where he finds out you're in school, trying to become an archaeologist and historian.

Steven's dream girl, and he had hearts in his eyes at every word you spoke.

He couldn't help but blubber out a request for a date, and you agreed.

The rest... History in the making.

You'd been dating for two months, but already he could feel the pull of urges he didn't necessarily indulge in often.

Sure, he, Marc and Jake could indulge in it themselves, trying to take the edge off. But sometimes it felt like the more he indulged in it, the more intense his fantasies got.

He simply couldn't keep tugging his cock for momentary relief anymore, imagining it was your soft hand, your mouth, your tits or something else wrapped around his cock that had him practically drooling: your sweet cunt.

But tonight? Tonight was the night. He was afraid to bring it up because he didn't want you to feel like he was moving too fast; and he could barely function when you admitted you were a little surprised he waited so long. (And teased him a little for how sometimes he just wasn't stealthy when trying to conceal a surprise boner.)

You'd told him that you thought about him too, and that you were more than willing to let him indulge.

But it was from there that you found out that Steven had never actually been intimate with anyone. Jake and Marc had, yes. But poor Steven has just never had the luck.

And that's how Steven found himself in this precarious situation, you on your knees, your pretty little mouth wrapped around his cock as you bobbed your head so sweetly, tongue laving around his length, hollowing and sucking your cheeks with every drag, tracing the vein that ran up the side of him.

He couldn't stop with the babbling praises, the sweet petting in your hair.

Honestly, if you knew he was this weak? You'd have jumped his bones a lot sooner. Probably after the fourth or fifth date. It was rare you found someone who was intellectually a joy to talk to (not excluding Marc and Jake) who was so handsome and sweet to you.

One hand was thrust down into your panties, playing with yourself, dress hiked up so you could have better access as you continue sucking him off, the lewd sounds coming from both of you more suited to a pornography than the quiet air of his flat.

You could feel your orgasm cresting already, but you knew that you didn't want to just cum on your fingers like you had so many times before, you wanted to feel Steven inside of you and god did you want to drain him for everything he had.

Steven made a whine, babbling your name again.

"L-luv, I'm--I'm gonna--ugh--"

He couldn't even get the sentence out before you felt him spill down your throat, his hips bucking suddenly you gagged, carefully adjusting so you didn't choke as he pumped his load into your greedy mouth.

Well... you weren't surprised he didn't last very long...

He immediately started rattling off apologies that had you giggling.

God damn, you were going to enjoy draining him. Maybe Marc and Jake, too.

The blush that spread up to his ears made him look absolutely adorable.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to--" He stammered out, covering his face. "In--in your mouth, I--"

With the fluid grace of a cat you climb into his lap, straddling him.

You cup his cheeks and kiss him softly, before pulling away.

"You're alright." You assure him, peppering his adorable face with kisses.

It's when he squeezes your thighs and ruts up into you, his face buried in your neck that you realize he's still hard.

You bite your lip and kiss his ear.

"Steven, do you want me to ride you?"

"Ohgodsyesplease." He breathes out on a whimper.

You hastily line his cock up with your hole and sink down, taking him in inch by delicious inch until you're stretched beautifully around him.

You tip your head back with a groan. He certainly had girth for days, that was for sure.

"I'm... Already close. Can you help me?" You say, giving him a sweet pout that makes his heart jump up into his throat.

"Y-yes, I can--"

The way he keeps cutting himself off makes you want to cuddle him and cover him with kisses, but at the same time fuck him until his legs go numb.

Maybe you'd do the former later.

You pull his fingers into your mouth and he makes a soft moan when you suck his fingers, swirling your tongue around his calloused digits until you deemed them wet enough.

Then, you guide his hand down your body to your throbbing clit, and show him the rhythm that'd work for you best.

"Try to keep it in time with me, m'kay?" You groan, grinding down on him in one slow, languid movement.

His eyes roll back, but he nods and keeps his fingers over your clit, massaging the bundle of nerves in time with each downward stroke of your hips.

Every bit of him had you aching, from his electric touches to his fat cock spearing you open and fucking your weeping pussy in the best way possible, you kicked yourself mentally again for not bringing up sex sooner.

Steven's cock felt far better inside of you than your fingers or your toys at home. He felt hot, he felt real. And real is what you'd been lacking lately.

Whatever Steven would give you, you planned on taking happily. You would--

Your eyes flutter open when Steven suddenly arches his back and hits you deeper than you expected him to; opening your mouth in a quiet cry, no sound escapes as your orgasm hits you and Steven continues swiping at your clit, fucking you from below as you shudder and collapse on top of him as he continues breathing on the hot embers of your orgasm to keep it going for as long as possible.

"Please." He whines in your ear.

"Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease."

"In-inside--" You whimper, biting down on his shoulder, earning a toe-curling moan from him.

"You can do it inside."

He grits his teeth and let's out a hissing cry, veins popping in his neck and forehead as he fucks his spend up into you, his orgasm burning and flaying his nerves raw as he pumps you full.

He drops back onto the cushions of the couch and sofa, breathing hard, desperately trying to drag oxygen back into his lungs.

Reality however, is a cruel mistress and he looks down at where you two were connected.

"Oh, b-bloody hell. I--I didn't--"

"Relax, hon." You giggle, leaning back with one hand braced on one of his knees for support, your other hand trailing lazily down to where his cock still split you open, his cum leaking out around his length. The sight of you sent a dizzying spiral through him.

"I'm safe, promise. I have an implant. Still good for another three years."

The thought that he could keep doing this for three years--

His mind went blank when you grind down on his lap, feeling his cock stir to life despite the fact he was now exhausted.

"L-luv, I... I don't think I can..." He panted desperately.

Your brace your hands on his chest and start bouncing on his lap, grinning wickedly the whole time.

"I'm gonna keep going until I drain you dry, sweetheart. Get comfortable."

The gulp he made was audible in the space you shared, as was the sinful slap of skin on skin.

#answered #moon knight #steven grant #steven grant smut #steven grant x you #steven grant x reader