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lanawinterscigarettes · 4 months

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Can I ask for Natasha x reader where one of them calls the other one by their real name and the other one freaks out because they usually call them by petnames? Thanks!

Of course! I always love fics based off this idea 💞 this is kind of angsty because I'm a sucker for that kind of stuff alright 😭 also Малыш is supposed to mean baby in Russian, but I honestly have no idea how accurate that is

Terms of Endearment (Natasha Romanoff x reader)

Warnings: mentions of insecurity/self depreciating thoughts, not really hurt/comfort but also kind of?? Idk

You and your girlfriend Natasha had always been fond of using petnames for each other, often more so than your actual names themselves. Whether it be honey, sweetheart, darling, or simply just babe, you never ran out of cutesy names to call each other. But as much as you loved hearing the never ending abundance of pet names roll off Natasha's tongue, what you didn't love was how often you got teased for it.

You knew the other members of the team didn't mean anything by it and would stop if they knew how much it upset you, but the problem was you didn't really have a good reason for feeling that way. It seemed silly just thinking about it, childish even. So you kept your mouth shut, laughing along at their meaningless jokes as you made yourself a promise to cut down on the cheesy nicknames.

You hoped Natasha wouldn't notice the lack endearing terms on your part, but she did, of course. She always noticed the small things nobody else picked up on. It came with the job description of being an assassin.

Although she'd noticed it, she couldn't understand why there was a sudden change in your behavior, especially when she knew how much you loved the petnames you had for each other.

Because of this, she cut down on the petnames, too, and only used them when you were alone, hoping maybe she could solve the problem that way, even if she didn't know what it was.

It all came it a head one day when you were cooking together. It was just the two of you, everyone else either busy or in another part of the Avengers base.

Natasha was standing by the stove, making some sort of soup. "Малыш, could you hand me the salt?" She asked after tasting it and realizing it needed something.

The way you tensed up at the name she used for you did not fly past her, and it caused her to let out a small sigh. "Are you okay? You haven't been using nearly as many petnames for me as you used to, and I've noticed whenever I use them you seem... upset. Even when we're alone."

You let out a sigh yourself, knowing it wouldn't do you any good to lie about it. "I... I was hoping you wouldn't notice." You began meekly, looking down.

Natasha had a slight frown on her face as she turned towards you fully. "And why is that?" Her tone was gentle, but firm. It was clear she wasn't going to let you leave without some sort of explanation.

"It- its not you. Or me. Its the others," you confess quietly. "I didn't really like the way they teased me whenever I called you honey or babe, so I stopped all together."

She nodded her head, the pieces suddenly falling into place. "Ah, so that's why. At first, I thought I'd done something to tick you off." She joked, it making her heart warm to hear the laugh that came from you after.

"No, it wasn't that, and even if it was, you know I could never stay mad at you." You said playfully, finally handing her the salt.

She took it from you and added some to the pot on the stove before speaking again. "I'll talk to everybody, and tell them to lay off on the teasing, that way you won't have to worry about it anymore."

You gave her a loving smile, your tone filled with gratitude. "Thanks, hon."

She smiled back at the petname before giving you a soft kiss. "Of course, darling. Anything for you."

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angel-of-the-moons · 5 months

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hii!!! i love ur work!!! i was just wondering if u could do a part 2 of the hobie x reader where they have no strings attached when they were both reallyyyyy horny

(if u could, could they be like uhh either reader or Hobie somehow is close to getting a relationship [or is acc just going to answer someone asking one of them out and wants to be exclusive] and is talking to the other abt it and it could change their little f buddies relationship or something maybe angsty?? maybe fluff?? or maybe like yeah no congrats lets do this one last time until you break up)

thank u v much!!!

No Strings Attached Pt. 2

Hobie x Fem!Reader

(Hobie and Reader are obviously adults in this fic.)

TW/CW: NSFW, Smut, PiV sex, counter sex, condom usage, safe sex, wee bit of angst, feelings, a whole lotta feelings(?), marijuana/pot usage (bro nobody can convince me Hobie seriously doesn't smoke it), some alcohol, bad date

MINORS DNI I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CONTENT YOU CONSUME

A/N: Spoiler alert: Strings got attached. A bit shorter than the first chapter, but I like it like this

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You and Hobie had agreed to be "friends with benefits" on the account that the biggest rule was it wouldn't affect your friendship, that you wouldn't lose each other due to petty bullshit.

And it was a system that worked. Mostly.

Hobie couldn't deny the twinge of... of something inside him when he saw some loser bloke try to rizz you up with cheap pickup lines. He would crush it by downing a cheap shot of whatever liquor he had, and remind himself that you could do whatever--or whoever--you wanted.

In the end he never had to worry, though. Whenever you needed that "itch" scratched, you two would hook up. Most of the time in his flat, or yours, sometimes he'd park his van somewhere and you two would do it there.

One time you two were in the middle of something and some coppers started pounding on the van doors. You two were quick to make sure they knew they were interrupting something, and peel out before they asked too many questions.

Man, the look on their faces when you swung the door open while only dressed in your panties and one of Hobie's almost-too-tight tank tops was priceless...

You two were hooking up more and more often, the relief and euphoria of just having rounds of backbreaking sex was almost enough to distract you from everything that occurred during the day.

Almost.

Right now you were bent over your kitchen counter, Hobie's long, nimble hands gripping your hips as though his life depending upon it as he stuffed his cock into you at an earth-shattering pace.

"Gh--fuck." You groaned, wiping the drool from the corner of your mouth. "God--fucking--damn it." You bite out after each punishing thrust, stuffing you full in a way that only he has been able to manage this far.

"Ey? What's what?" Hobie chuckled breathlessly as his hips smack into your ass, sending the skin ripping as he fucked into you. "Got somethin' t' say, luv?"

The moment he angled his hips at just the right angle, your body went rigid, your gummy walls crushing down around him as you came around his cock, squeezing him tight as he kept pushing and pulling into your hot cunt.

You buried your face in your arms as they folded on the counter, whimpering as Hobie gritted his teeth and pounded into you at a less coordinated, frantic pace, instead focusing on his own release and need to cum, now.

God damn was Hobie a good lay. He was probably one of the better sexual partners you've ever had, always making sure you cum before he does, taking the time to learn what makes you tick; taking you apart with every swipe and stroke of his fingers and cock.

You wondered how in the fuck Hobie hadn't gotten a girlfriend. Had half the women in the city known how endowed and how well-versed he was in sex, he'd had every eligible bachelorette (and not) breaking down his door to have a chance for a romp in the sheets with him.

You felt Hobie slam up into you in a way that knocked air from your lungs in a choking gasp, eyes rolling back as you felt the condom swell with his cum as he fucked you through his high.

"Fuckin' shit." You sigh, laughing softly as you relax as the last few waves of his orgasm ebbed.

"Mmm... Now what were you sayin' earlier?" Hobie laughed, swatting your ass playfully.

"Ugh. Don't do that!" You laugh at him over your shoulder.

"Mmm, fine fine." He said, cock still sheathed inside you as he put his hands up dismissively. "Now what is it?"

"Oh, right. I have a date tonight."

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You'd gotten all dolled up, your best dress, nice comfy heels, makeup... The works.

Your dress was a deem emerald green plunge, v-neck that revealed the right amount of cleavage; the hem of the dress ended just above your knees, a slit cut up to mid-thigh, revealing the sheer stockings you wore that hugged your thigh.

You had been asked out by a man who looked far too out of his element in the punk pub you both met in, but he seemed charming and relatively well-mannered. Better than half the drunk idiots who hit on you when you went out.

And being brought to a four-star restaurant? Yeah, you were an idiot to say no to that. You weren't shallow, but hey, you've never gone anywhere this fancy before.

And he seemed nice, you really hoped that maybe, just maybe, you could have a sincere relationship with him. Like, as in, keys to the flat, boyfriend material kind of relationship.

Yeah. You were wrong.

An hour into the date and you were tempted to slip an SOS to the waiter to distract him long enough for you to slip away from Garrett (your date).

He was arrogant, a snobbish prude who, upon inspecting your dress, crinkled his nose and said he expected someone as "refined" as you to dress more conservatively. He also said that women should not be involved with such "heavy" music such as punk, rock, or metal; which happened to be some of your favorite genres.

Garrett had also admitted that the last woman he was with wasn't forthright about her previous "dalliances" in bed. That she was "used goods" and couldn't "satisfy his needs" in a way that a woman lacking would be able to do.

Translation: he was so shit in bed he wanted a woman who had no experience to compare his miserable excuse of a forty-second orgasm, bean dick to.

A misogynistic prick who had a virgin fetish.

Yeahhhh... No.

You finally got sick of it, standing up and splashing your chocolate martini all down his expensive suit, the brown liquid staining the white of his button-up.

"Blood hell, are you insane--?!" Garret spat at you, standing up to glare at you.

"I'm fucking my best friend." You say, flipping him the bird after slapping a wad of notes on the table for the poor wait staff. "So you can take your weak ass dick and fetishes to some club where women can point and laugh at you, since you think women who have "given themselves" to men before you are disgusting."

Your heels clicked as you spoke over your shoulder, "And you can lose my number."

The whole restaurant went quiet, aghast and amazed, breaking out into excitable murmurs about the scene that unfolded.

The staff gossiped about it for days.

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"Bloody hell!" Hobie laughed as he slapped his knee as you retold the story. "Wish I coulda seen that bloke's face!"

"Ugh, I was so close to skewering his eye with a champagne flute." You sigh, taking a drag of the joint in-between your lips, puffing the smoke out of your nose with practiced ease.

"Ah, if ya did that I'd have to bust you free from the goddamn cops." Hobie snorted derisively as you passed him the joint.

"My hero!" You say, clasping your hand under your chin and batting your eyelashes theatrically.

Hobie laughed, choking on the smoke as he puffed the joint. "You li'le shit! Don't make me laugh while I'm smoking!"

You giggle and kick your feet at him as his spindly hand swats at you.

Once your laughter dies down, you lay your legs across his lap, and you both fall into a comfortable silence, smoking and drinking as you watch the television.

His thumb caresses soothing circles into your ankles, your heels long discarded and tossed by his door.

Surprisingly, to his credit... Hobie didn't slide his hand up your thigh and under your dress like you anticipated he'd do. He kept his hands low, massaging you.

And you stayed like that, for almost two hours until he spoke up as the credits began to roll, your name tumbling out of his lips awkwardly.

"Yeah?" You say, stretching and arching your back as you reclined on the couch.

"Shoot me if this is crazy." Hobie said, rubbing the back of his neck, looking somewhere else in the flat.

You blinked at him, sitting up like someone dumped a bucket of ice water on you.

Was Hobie Brown nervous?

"I know you said when we started this you didn't want anything serious..."

"Hobie...."

He held his hands up to stop you so he could continue, "But hear me out. We get along great, we've got a shitton of great chemistry. You're funny as shit, and a badass..."

You lean forward, tucking your knees underneath you.

"You're fuckin' smart as hell, got no business bein' around me, but--"

"Hobie!" You snap, leaning into his face.

His eyes go wide and lock with yours, his thick, full lips opening and closing as he struggles to find the words to speak.

"Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?"

He awkwardly looked to the side, and you gripped his jaw with your hand, jerking his face to look at yours once more.

"Hobie. Again. Are you ask--"

"Yes."

You weren't sure what knocked you off more, the fact he interrupted you with such a matter-of-fact answer, or the fact you knew he was serious. And Hobie was rarely serious about much in his life.

But this?

You lean back, blinking at him, looking at your hands as you dropped them in your lap.

The seconds tick by at an agonizingly slow pace as you carefully make your decisions, pick your words like a farmer selects the best, ripest crop from the vine.

But at the same time... Maybe the decision had been made for the two of you all along?

A grin slowly creeps up your face and you look back at him. "Fuck it. Why not?"

What was it Miguel said? Canon events, and all that?

#🌙 answered #hobie brown x reader #hobie x reader #hobie brown x you #hobie brown #hobie spiderverse #atsv hobie

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sphylor · 2 months

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Mountain with chronic joint pain. Most days it's manageable but sometimes the pain is so bad he can't drum or work in the greenhouse or really do anything he enjoys. On these days (if the weather permits) he'll manage to pull himself out of bed and get outside where he'll just lay on the ground, digging his aching fingers into the dirt to try and seek comfort from the earth. The pain gets particularly bad in the winter which doesn't help seeing that the weather is never good enough to be able to go out. And Mountain learned the hard way that it's just not worth it.

There was a snowstorm in the forecast that morning and both Cirrus and Cumulus told them all they could feel it coming. But the pain was just too much. Mountain Needed to get outside. He managed to get to the flower gardens and tried to dig his fingers into the dirt but the ground was too frozen to make more than just a scratch at the surface. He led there crying for a while, desperately dragging his fingers against the ground, begging to feel the earth’s heartbeat, its warm embrace. And then the snow started and he realised he couldn't get back up. Dew had to melt him out of the snow that had piled on him by the time they had found him and supported him back up to the abbey. The earth ghoul waited to be told how stupid he was for doing that, that he of all people should know better. Those words never came. Dew just stared straight ahead with a slight pinch between his eyebrows as he wrapped his arm around Mountain's waist and let the earth ghoul lean on him as much as he could. He took him back to his room and helped him change his clothes and get warmed up. They crawled into bed together and stayed there in silence for a while. The guilt building in Mountain was threatening to bubble over and spill like a pot of boiling water until Dew took his aching, red hands in his own warm ones and brought them up to his lips to kiss them.

"It's okay. I understand."

"But it was a stupid thing to do." Mountain countered.

"Maybe,” Dew agreed. “But we all do stupid things when we're hurting. remember when Aether had to fish me out of the lake in the middle of february?"

Mountain cast his mind back and laughed a little. "The ice had just melted and you were desperate to get back in."

"I knew it would still be freezing cold but… I just had to go. Every part of me was screaming for the water." Dew wrapped himself around Mountain. "But after Ifrit had managed to warm me up, Terzo said I could use the special baths in the basement while it was still too cold for the lake and it helped. The feeling didn't fully go away but it soothed it."

Mountain buried his face into the top of Dew's head and hummed, the warmth from Dew's body easing the pain in his joints. Combined with the smell of cinnamon and honey that was Dewdrop, it made him comfortably sleepy.

"What I’m trying to say is just come to me the next time things get that bad. You know I can help with the pain and keep you warm when you’re outside. And we can all try and think of ways to help when the weather is shit."

"I know…" Mountain mumbled. "I'm sorry."

"You've got nothing to be sorry for, love. Just no more hiding in the flowerbeds during a snowstorm, okay?"

Mountain pressed a kiss to each of Dew's blunt horns "Okay. Thank you. I love you."

"I love you too."

@gh-woah-st

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sidedished · 1 month

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stardew valley mods

hi! 👋🏻 listing down all the mods for my current sdv save, will do my best to update this list as i play!

✧ stardew valley 1.6 (with sve) ✧ mac mini (m1) ✧ updated 04.10.24

always double check the requirements before downloading mods! feel free to ask me questions, i'll do my best to help! 🫶🏻

📝 prerequisites

✧ smapi ✧ content patcher ✧ json assets ✧ spacecore ✧ alternative textures ✧ expanded preconditions utility ✧ farm type manager (for sve) ✧ mail framework mod (for life cycle)

🎮 gameplay

✧ dying grandpa intro retexture ✧ event expansion ✧ life cycle ✧ romantic love letters ✧ stardew valley expanded + grandpa's farm

👩🏻‍🌾 farmer & characters/npc a lot of my JA clothes don't work since the 1.6 update, so i may temporarily move to using FS until i get JA clothing to work in game. keeping these on the list regardless!

✧ alternate dusty portraits ✧ coii's girl sets ✧ cozy scarves (fs) ✧ customizable baby and children ✧ fashion sense ✧ gh's peach body type ✧ rural outfitters (fs) ✧ seasonal improved leo ✧ the coquette collection (fs) ✧ yomi's retro colored dress (fs) ✧ baechu's seasonal outfits + slightly cuter aesthetic seasonal outfits (i'm using a combination of baechu's and poltergeister's portraits and sprites so unfortunately i can't share an accurate link for this) ✧ baechu's seasonal outfits (sve) + slightly cuter aesthetic seasonal outfits for sve (same for this one!) ✧ beom mung's shirts & pants (beom mung has since changed their id, so i can't share an accurate link for this) ✧ delloti's daily pants set ✧ delloti's daily shirt set (ver. 2) ✧ delloti's hats set ✧ delloti's look ✧ the teddy edit

🐥 animals & livestock

✧ elle's cuter dogs ✧ elle's new barn animals ✧ elle's new coop animals ✧ elle's new horses ✧ elle's town animals

🏠 house interior/furniture

✧ aimon's fancy farmhouse ✧ aimon's tidy cozy ginger island farmhouse ✧ cozy farmhouse kitchen ✧ dustbeauty's industrial furniture (at) ✧ elle's kitchen replacement ✧ futan bear (at) ✧ greenhouse set (at) ✧ guxelbit's furniture (at) ✧ mi's and magimatica country furniture ✧ nano's retro style furniture (at) ✧ redesigned shed layout ✧ rustic country walls & floors ✧ seasonal open windows (at) ✧ suitcase record player ✧ tile kitchen & dining set ✧ too many swatches (lite) ✧ warm cozy fireplaces ✧ west elm furniture by atlas (at)

🌱 farming/craftable retextures

✧ chest deco (at) ✧ dshi food retexture ✧ fancy artifacts retexture ✧ fancy artisan goods retexture ✧ fancy crops & foraging retexture ✧ fancy fish & tackles retexture ✧ fancy trash & resources retexture ✧ firefly torch ✧ forest wood craftables (at) ✧ gwen's lamps ✧ nano's garden style craftables (at) ✧ nyangcarecrow ✧ terracotta garden pots ✧ wallet items retexture ✧ warp totems to magic book tomes

🧸 aesthetic/map

✧ daisyniko's earthy recolour ✧ daisyniko's recolor fix for sve ✧ dustbeauty's country town interior ✧ elle's seasonal buildings ✧ elle's town buildings ✧ ellie's seasonal paths & flooring ✧ interiors of pelican town ✧ molamole's seasonal mailbox (at) ✧ more grass ✧ seasonal special order board retexture ✧ simple foliage ✧ wildflower grass field

🎨 ui

✧ cozy accent interface ✧ custom menu background ✧ farmer 2.0 ESWF looks ✧ farmer portraits ✧ generic mod config menu ✧ script font

🌻 quality of life

✧ cjb cheats menu ✧ cjb item spawner ✧ cjb show item sell price ✧ lookup anything ✧ noclip mode ✧ npc map locations ✧ ui info suite

#sdv #stardew valley #stardew valley mods #stardew farmer #stardew valley farmer #sve #stardew valley aesthetic #stardew valley expanded #mod list

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superdecibels · 1 year

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Doodles from PoTS yet again!

1) grabby kissies

2) the dads are so smitten with each other

3) end result of latest GH drabble from @bladeofthenebula27

#fanart #fandom #stony #my art #stevetony #capiron #superhusbands #avengers assemble #aa verse #aa superfamily au #spdb art

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commander-winterberry · 3 months

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CAFÉ ENCHANTED: Lunar New Year Banquet (RP Event| NA)

Lunar New Year Banquet 2024 When: Friday, February 9th, 7pm EST (Ingame reset| Runtime 3-4 hours) Location: Isle of Reflection, [CAFE] Guild Hall - Access through Cantha, Seitung Province Guild Hall Portal (EOD required) or Temporary Invitation to the Guild as Event Guest for GH Teleport (Please let me know in advance!!)

Lunar New Year is an event celebrating the Canthan new year and marks the end of winter and the beginning of the spring season. A New Year’s Eve dinner is held during which family and friends gather for a celebration. The large dinner includes sumptuous and traditionally includes dishes of meat (namely, pork and chicken) and fish and also features a communal hot pot as it is believed to signify the coming together of your loved ones for a meal - A tradition that symbolizes prosperity, abundance and togetherness.

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Event festivity: Fortune Slips The future brings excitement in anticipation of the new year, and of course new fortune. A mysterious fortune teller from beyond shares the ancient Canthan festive tradition of telling your fortune by drawing bamboo slips - But what the Fortune Slips will hold for your future is left for you to find out. (The omikuji predicts the person’s chances of their hopes coming true, from great Fortune to Misfortune! The results will be randomly rolled by dice.)

Event Festivity: Lunar New Year Firework Near the end of the banquet feast, everyone will receive a pack of fireworks to light together under the starlit sky to greet the new cycle of the moon. Hold onto the hope of your wishes and celebrate the turn of a new year with family and/or friends. (You can also bring your own fireworks.) —-

This event is free for anyone: For those who only want to join the costume event or to lamp! Roleplay is optional (but please don’t interrupt those who roleplay!)

Event rules, Location Lore and link below

Event location / guild hall lore!

Jade Sanctuary is the Inn Enchanted’s private luxury hotel. The hotel grounds (near the size of a small village) are hidden away on an island near the shores of Shing Jea and accessible by boat and open invitation. While the wandering Café Enchanted is more famous, its roots lie with the inn as main business - After yearlong renovations, weary travelers and adventurers alike can finally enter through its open doors again.

The Lunar New Year banquet will be hosted in the (Guild War Room) main inn area, banqueting hall with an open garden area. Access to the inn’s other interior rooms is forbidden (as the hotel is a maze.)

Shadowy servants and staff members make sure to keep the guest well fed and eager to aid any request. (What are they? Who knows ;) )

For questions you can ask the Inn and Café owner: Yvalris or the manager and Housekeeper: Yunalia.

Event rules

Dress to the occasion!

Keep it lighthearted - Be kind and have fun to other roleplayers!

No public ERP or disruptive drama, please keep it to your private chat or use the block feature.

Treat other roleplayers with respect - be polite, non-offensive and use appropriate language - Breaking this rule will result in OOC warning

Please do not bring characters that oppose or conflict with the event’s theme!

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The bimonthly open venue Café Enchanted welcomes everyone to a lovely atmosphere with music, and a safe environment for Roleplay, Chatting or Relaxation. A little bit of everything, the café offers a tailored menu with exquisite snacks and drinks. Come join and unwind from a long day of adventuring, meet new people, and share your story for the evening. We hope to see you at our pop-up café soon!

Venue’s menu, calender and contact (content warning description and pics of food - Especially raw meat/hinted blood): https://cafe-enchanted-menu.carrd.co/

#gw2 #guild wars 2 #gw2 rp #gw2 rp event #gw2 event #gw2 roleplay #café enchanted events

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hydroj1ns · 6 months

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cocogoat milking

Ganyu, new to the mortal world, is looking for work. You, a blossoming entrepreneur takes advantage of the young adeptus' naivety and convinces her to help you make a pretty buck with those... assets of hers.

cw: gn!reader, ganyu loves being milked, lactation, pumps, breeding, mention of prgnancy, no aftercare

Ganyu, a young qilin not yet hired by Ningguang and the Qixing, was frantically searching for any way to make money in modern-day Liyue. Work was hard to come by, especially for someone like her, who wasn’t yet familiar with human customs.

Luckily for her, when you spotted her flashy horns from a mile away on the busy streets of Liyue harbor, you knew this was a golden opportunity to make a pretty mora.

Feeling a hand on her shoulder, Ganyu swiftly turned around to meet your eyes. Quickly ecovering from the immense beauty you were faced with, you took on your mask of professionalism.

“I’ve noticed that you’ve been on the job hunt for the past few days, how would you like to work with me? How about you hear what I have to say over a warm pot of tea.” You smiled, the expression not quite reaching your eyes.

And how could she refuse? She was desperate. She had to convince the Cloud Retainer that she could handle herself in the human realm, beyond the safety of the abode.

That was how you two ended up sitting on the mattress in your rented room. The horned Adeptus was torso-naked, with pumps attached to her nipples, the tubes connecting to a massive jug that sat at the foot of the bed.

“Trust me Miss Ganyu, Adeptus milk is highly valued, especially here. After all, Liyue is the cultural hub of Teyvat!”

Though initially nervous, your words reassured her; after all, you were called a professional for a reason.

After the pump was turned on, she felt a strong suction around her areolas. It was odd, but not painful. She’d never been milked before, and she was grateful for this new experience you were able to give her!

After a few moments, you noted only an almost non-visible stream of liquid flowing along the tubes. The slow pace at which the milk was accumulating worried you. This was your last shot at a real gig, or else you’d have to serve tables and Chef Chang’s.

“Hmm… there doesn’t seem to be that much yield… maybe if….” you trailed off.

Suddenly, you thought of something. Without warning, you clutched at Ganyu’s breasts, using your fingers and whole palms to massage the fat. Though you knew this was for work, you couldn’t help but enjoy the feeling of the soft tissue under your touch; they were like stress relievers from your irritating past week. The warmth of her glorious teats was comforting, and even more comforting was the thickening stream of white traveling down the tubes and into the jar.

Ganyu on the other hand, could only stutter, “S-stop! W-wha-what are y-you d…d-ah! doing?!” Her words were almost incomprehensible between her sharp moans from your groping. However, you didn’t stop. This was your chance to make some serious cash (hearing a girl’s cute sounds wasn’t that bad either, and seeing the fat spill out from between your digits was addicting, to say the least).

By this point, she was writhing on the mattress in ecstasy, and with the unstopping pumps around her nipples, she was quite the sight to behold. You were on top of her with your body in between her spread legs, continuing to “massage” her. Admiring the view, you asked, “quite sensitive, aren’t you? well, endure it for a bit longer, the jug is only half full.”

“Sh-shut up… angh-uh-gh…” was all she could spout from her pretty lips.

“Well… I do have another idea to get the milk out faster if you prefer.”

“W-what is it?” she asked between gasps. You pressed your knee to her clothed slit, applying pressure to the warm wetness there. You moved your knee in circles, drawing even more pornographic moans from her throat. She arched her back off the mattress, drawing your attention to her alluring figure. You moved one of your hands to cup her pussy, flicking at the nub there. Soon, the gray material was entirely soaked through from your expert fingering. Pulling the fabric to the side, you revealed her puffy folds, glistening with her arousal. You leaned down so you were face to face with the qilin's steaming cunt, and suddenly pressed your mouth to it, enveloping her in your wet warmth. You made out with her folds, her hole, and her clit, your tongue flicking her sensitive spots just right.

Pulling your face away, you noticed the steadying stream of white liquid flowing through the transparent tubes. This only encouraged you, and you pulled your now-throbbing cock from the confines of your trousers. Ganyu gawked at the sight but didn't complain. In fact, she looked like she wanted it. "If you're going to put it in, just do it already…"

"Rather impatient are we? Who's the one who was protesting at her tits being groped just a moment ago?"

"Sh-shut u-u-- ah!!" You interrupted her by shoving your whole shaft in her dripping cunt. "Ah… you're so wet for me… are all qilin like this?" But she couldn't respond, her eyes rolled into the back of her head and hips canting upwards, like she couldn't get enough. Meanwhile, redness was growing around where the cups suctioned her areolas, spreading to the wide expanse of her breasts. However, you only continued thrusting into her tight heat, and soon, the head of your cock felt her womb. Ganyu clutched at the sheets under her and opened her mouth in a silent scream. She was too overwhelmed with pleasure. Cloud Retainer never told her this existed in the mortal realm.

You pounded away at her until your cockhead was sheathed in her tight womb and released your seed inside. "Be good and take all of my cum, okay? You'll be able to make even more milk in the future since your body will need to support little ones. So take it all, m'kay?" As ropes of your cum painted her insides, her body convulsed, and her own release formed a creamy ring around the base of your cock.

Smiling down at her, you teased, "Archons. Aren't you excited to be round with my kids? Wonder how big those tits'll get…" You pulled out, and she whined at the sudden absence of you, "Don't worry, I'll make sure to fill you up again soon!"

You made sure to clean up the mess, wiping her down and changing the bedsheets, which were soaked through with both your cum and sweat. You leaned above her one final time to remove the suction cups from her tired breasts. When you did, you noticed the red rings imprinted around her areolas from just how long she had been hooked up to the machine. Not only that, but her nipples seemed to be enlarged and even more red than before. You covered her with a blanket, but not before plugging her hole with a toy, your contact information tied around the base.

You walked out of the motel door happily with your large jug of milk, satisfied. You couldn't wait to milk Miss Ganyu again.

#ganyu x reader #ganyu x you #gender neutral reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #genshin impact x male reader #hydroj1ns thirsts #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact headcanons #genshin x male reader #genshin x gender neutral reader #genshin headcanons #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin male reader #genshin impact x you

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darksaiyangoku · 9 months

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RWBY/Swords of Fate: Arc Kingdom

Chapter 1: The Beowolf Hunt

Fairy tales. Myths. Legends. Stories with ever evolving characters and events. Many share a common source and many diverge from their original tellings. No two versions of one story are ever exactly the same. This is one such a story. A young man desired to cherish and protect. He never imagined that he would be the one to pull the legendary sword from the stone. In this tale, you will witness the trials and tribulations that shaped him from a simple huntsmen to the King of Vale. So begins the path to a new era of Remnant; the Arc Kingdom.

5th January, 734 AC

Jaune: *swinging his sword* Ha! Yah! Fwooo!!!

Rogue: Gh! *chops firewood* Gah!

Saphron: Verte! Have you seen where Noir and Blanc have gone?

Verte: They're in the kitchen. They're gonna be the ones cooking dinner tonight.

Rouge: *eyes gleaming* Is it lamb stew again?

Verte: *smiles* Yep!

Saphron: Alright! Come inside, Jaune!

Jaune: You three go on ahead. Let me finish practicing out here.

Saphron: Oh come on! All you ever do is practice. A little break isn't going to kill you.

Rouge: If he wants to freeze to death, let him. More stew for us.

Verte: And I get his room!

Jaune: Wha- hey! Get back here! *runs inside*

An hour had passed and Noir and Blanc carried the pot over to the table. A large puff of steam escaped as soon as the two of them took off the lid. Everyone's eyes sparkled with hunger. The mouthwatering meat, crunchy carrots, hearty leaks and fluffy potatoes were swimming in a sea of delicious stew. They wasted no time in digging into the meal.

Jaune: Mmmmm!!! Guys, this is incredible!

Noir/Blanc: Thanks! *beams*

Rouge: So Jaune, tomorrow you'll be returning to Beacon. Have you packed everything you needed to.

Jaune: Mmhmm. My weapons, spare clothes, Dust and all of my books. I'm all set.

Rouge: Good to hear. *smiles and headpats him*

Jaune: Rouge, come on! I'm not a kid anymore.

Noir: Awwww, big brother's blushing!

Blanc: He likes it!

Jaune: Ack! I do not! *blushes* Hmph.

Two hours had passed and Rogue, Saphron and Verte were getting ready for bed. Jaune, meanwhile, popped outside. Near the house was a small gravestone. He knelt to it and clasped his hands together.

Jaune: I'll be heading to Beacon again soon, master. *chuckles* I can't believe that it's already been 4 months. You should've seen me in the Initiation, I was terrible. *laughs* But somehow, I managed to impress the headmaster and now I have a team of my own. We're called JNPR, like the berries. *touches the ground* I've written to Shirou as well, and I've made sure he's okay. He's taken up a part time appretinceship as a blacksmith in the Kingdom of Mistral, says he's working on forging two exceptional swords. Anyway, goodnight.

Jaune rose up from the snow and shivered. The cold really hurt his knees. As he was about to open the door, he heard a loud scream.

Jaune: What the-?

The scream became louder, followed by snarls and howls.

Jaune: Grimm...

Jaune burst open the door and rushed to his bedroom. Taking his father's sword and shield, he hurried outside and ran into the direction of the chaos.

[Vin Village]

Shadowy black wolves growled and snarled at the villagers. Atop their faces were bone-like masks and their eyes were a burning red. Men and women tried their hardest to fight back against the pack, but they were too strong. The beasts fought back and slashed at the people as if they were defenceless lambs. Many tried to run, but they weren't fast enough.

From within a small shrubbery, Jaune could see the attacks unfold. Grabbing his sword, he drew it and ran. With a mighty yell, he slashed at one of the beasts and chopped its arm clean off. It screeched in pain. Taking his sheath, he pushed a small button and it changed into a shield, with the emblem of the Arc Family at the front. The rest of the grimm set their sights on Jaune and surrounded him.

Jaune: Try and get as far away from here as you can. I'll hold them off.

Villager: Are you crazy? There's 7 beowolves there!

Jaune: I've handled these creatures before. I've got enough Dust with me. Just do what I say and get everyone to safety as quick as you can!

Villager: Alright. Good luck. *runs*

Jaune: *deep breath* Okay Jaune, just remember your training.

Two beowolves lunged at him, baring their sharp claws and fangs. Immidiately, Jaune blocked them with his shield. His feet dragged against the snow as he was pushed back slightly. Raising his sword, he struck at one of them.

Jaune: Hah!!

He managed to land a scratch on its chest. The other beowolf tried to attack Jaune, but he dodged just in time.

Jaune: *grins* Yaah!

He thrusted his sword into its chest and yelled out in pain. Suddenly, Jaune noticed 3 of the beowolves running away from the village.

Jaune: Oh no you don't! *pushes beowolf with shield*

Before he could catch up to them, someone dropped down in front of the beowolves, armed with a scythe. They wore a bright red cloak and their face was obscured with a hood. In a single stroke, they slew the 3 beowolves. Jaune was impressed.

???: Behind you!

Jaune: *turns around* Woah!

He narrowly avoided being scratched by a stray beowolf, losing his footing and falling to the floor. Instantly, the cloaked warrior dashed towards the grimm at top speed and blocked an incoming attack. Pushing the grimm back, they decapitated it with their scythe. Jaune shook his head and stood up. Gripping his sword as tight as possible, he and the cloaked warrior stood back to back was they were surrounded by the remaining 3 beowolves.

???: When I say 'now', we strike. Got it?

Jaune: Yeah.

The beowolves slowly moved closer, growling. Jaune could feel his spine tingling.

???: Now! Sah!!! *slices beowolf*

Jaune: Hah! *stabs beowolf*

Jaune/???: YAAAAH!!! *chops beowolf in half*

The threat was over and the grimm crumbled into ash. Jaune turned to the cloaked warrior.

Jaune: *smiles* Thanks for the help, Ruby.

Ruby: *takes off hood* No problem, Jaune.

Jaune: How come you didn't tell me that you were in Charlemagne?

Ruby: *nervous laughter* Sorry about that, it kind slipped my mind. I was at a tavern with mom and dad when I heard about the attack.

Jaune: Huh. I heard about the attack before I was gonna go to bed.

Ruby: I gotta say, you did look a little rusty. Have you been slacking off.

Jaune: Wha? No! I just... *shifts eyes* haven't fought any grimm in a while.

Ruby: Yep, that's a given. *chuckles* I'm looking forward to going back to Beacon tomrrow.

Jaune: Me too! It'll be great to see our friends again. *sighs* Though I'm not looking forward to seeing CRDL.

Ruby: You still upset about the sparring match?

Jaune: I can handle losing a sparring match. But breaking my sword was crossing the line! Anyway, um, I never thanked you for helping me back then.

Ruby: There's no need to worry about it. After all, what are best friends for? *smiles*

Jaune: Yeah, that's true. *chuckles* Still, you're amazing.

Ruby: Thanks Jaune.

Jaune: Anyway, we should check on the villagers. See if they're okay.

Ruby: Yeah *nods*

The two of them walked near the gate, where the villagers were gathered. Many of them thanked Jaune and Ruby and tried to give them gifts, much to their embarrassment. From afar, the wizard Ozpin was watching them.

Ozpin: And so it begins. *smokes pipe*

[Castle Vale]

In the throne room, King Vortigern sneered at the black crystal ball next to him.

Vortigern: You musn't worry so much.

Crystal ball: You made a dangerous mistake, Your Majesty. Making a deal with Ozpin? Are you trying to incur my wrath?

Vortigern: He won't win.

Crystal ball: How can you be certain?

Vortigern: Because I saw to it personally. Uther doesn't have any living heirs. Without him, the bloodline has ended. That sword will remain in the stone for eternity.

Crystal ball: What of Ozpin, then?

Vortigern: I'll see to his demise myself. After all, *eyes turn draconic* you blessed me with this power. He doesn't stand a chance.

#rwby #rwby au #rwby fanon #fate au #fate fanon #swords of fate #rwby swords of fate #swords of fate arc kingdom #jaune arc #ruby rose #rwby oc #vortigern #ozpin #spahron cotta arc #rouge arc #verte arc #noir arc #blanc arc

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genderdotcom · 4 months

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more thoughts on this. i've been reading too many drizzt books now the writing style has infected me and i need to be quarantined or put down or something. tw for haarlep's deal (implied) (deleted and reposted this bc im indecisive over it)

(DISCLAIMER. THIS WORK REFERS TO EYES AS “ORBS”. WEAR APPROPRIATE PROTECTIVE EQUIPMENT AT ALL TIMES)

Dirin explained everything. His defection, his disguise, the innkeeper that had taken him under her wing and the bards he learned from on the road. He spoke with as much urgency as he could muster- this was a hero he was talking to. And he knew well the reputation his kin had.

Heedless of his tale, the ranger took a potato from her pack. It had sprouted, taking root in the darkness of her bag of provisions- but she began to peel it nonetheless.

Dirin began to feel, infuriatingly, as if he was making excuses and defending himself to an implacable sa’varsh.

“Why did you call me out on my disguise if you didn’t wish to speak with me? Lay it out plainly, please.” He bit out with no small amount of barely reined-in irritation.

“Fine, fine. Like I said, I had a gith friend. And I like to stick my nose places it’s not needed.” He nodded, understanding it to be the most important quality of those fabled heroes he so looked up to, but the tiefling barreled on.

“I mean, it passes the time, y’know? Not much else to do.” “You’ve done a lot already, if the tales I’ve heard are true.”

“They aren’t.” Her reply was prompt.

“None of them? So the curse of Moonrise Towers still stands? So Baldur’s Gate is overrun by gh- by mind flayers?” “I know what ghaik means, mate, you don’t have to translate yourself to me. And what does it matter if I did all those things? A half dozen others were right there doing more than me.”

Yes, he knew all about them. The noble Blade of Frontiers, the archmage Gale of Waterdeep, Karlach Demonsbane who laid down her life for the city; even fragmented tales of a woman that must have been a Githyanki. Well, the ranger’s claim that she had a gith friend would corroborate that. It would have been the perfect tale to tell to get him in the spotlight were it not for his treacherous, cowardly heart skipping beats at the thought of mentioning his kin.

“Is there something special about this town, for you to stop here?” There didn’t seem to be. In the few months Dirin had spent in the town- more of a village, really- the people had proven themselves to be nothing but ordinary, though perhaps with more of a tolerance for novelty than he’d expected.

“Absolutely nothing. Didn’t you hear me? I’m not doing anything.”

It had been six months since the Netherbrain fell, and Dirin had heard many tales of Riah, the tiefling fighter- now a ranger, it seemed- and her stalwart defense of the Sword Coast’s frontiers. Her small knife pressed through the potato, and she dropped the cubes into the simmering pot. Her hair fell into her face hampered only by her horns.

She looked tired.

The stew was finished before the sun had fully set. Despite Dirin’s insistence that he didn’t need anything from her, he had his own food, she ladled it into two wooden bowls and pressed one into his hands. The warmth, at least, brought some life into him as they both sat there, sipping at it in silence.

A violent shudder passed through Riah’s body. Though Dirin could see nothing afoot, she convulsed strongly enough that the bowl of stew in her hand slipped and spilled over the packed dirt. Recovering quickly, she shook off the droplets that had landed on her hand and simply stared at the stew slowly absorbing into the ground.

“What happened? Are you al-” Dirin brought up his hand, ready to cast a healing spell, though he knew well that his prowess was very limited; but she stopped him with a gesture.

“Fine. Just an old wound.” Her breath hissed through her teeth. There was something tightly wound about her posture in that moment, the horrible tension of prey unable to flee. “It doesn’t la- ah- last too long. Usually.” She leaned down to pick up her bowl, her scarred red knuckles bleached pink from tension.

“You’re a hero. I’m sure any healer along the Coast would-” “No, they wouldn’t. Couldn’t.” Waiting for Dirin to finish his sentence was too much of an effort, it seemed. “‘S what I get for dealing with… well, I told you already. It’s fine.”

But she made no effort to pour herself more stew, and spent the rest of dinner staring silent into the fire. Her nails bit bloody crescents into her palms.

Following some unspoken agreement, they took watch in shifts. The strangeness of the situation was almost soporific to Dirin, but ingrained discipline kept his eyes open from the middle of the night to the morning.

He’d almost expected Riah to pack up and leave. Instead, she cleaned up the campfire and took her turn sleeping with no words exchanged. She was asleep in moments- but the twitches and shudders remained. Sweat beaded on her brow and pooled in the wrinkles of her twisted, pinched expression. If this was an illness or injury, it was like none he knew of.

Dirin woke with the dawn. Riah was still up, poking at the coals of the campfire with a long stick.

“It doesn’t usually last that long.” She said in lieu of ‘good morning’. “I’m fine now.” There was something in her other hand, a balled up piece of paper- a letter of some sort?

She staggered to her feet, unfurling the crumpled sheet. Her piercing blue orbs examined it for one long moment, flitting between it and his face, there and back.

“Say, Dirin- your name was Dirin, right? How do you feel about going to a party?”

#hello world #dirin #riah #my writing

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i-will-always-be-happy · 11 months

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Can I request lee muichiro and ler fish pot man s minions why you may ask because l think it would be funny to see some fish(the minions of his) tickling the crap out of him or a tickle bubble instead of drowning you should be tickled

-Pep anon

I love the nicknames they give to the upper moons, I will not lie jahskahakahskjs

Warning: This fanfic contains tickles. Also remind them that I don't speak English, so if they find any errors, let me know to correct it. I hope you like it!

'Hyo hyo! You managed to detect me, I think that makes you a hashira', Muichiro slowly approached the vase from which the voice came out, being followed by Kanamori and Kotetsu, they felt afraid

'Let me show you my art-!', Gyokko moved from the vase, as soon as Muichiro cut his. 'How dare you break my vases?! My art?! I won't forgive you!!!', Gyokko left angrily, forming a vase from which only one fish came out, only one? Was that his demonic art? How odd...

That fish shot hundreds of thorns at Muichiro, he dodged them easily but he was injured defending Kanamori and Kotetsu, but only with one... That thorn, it didn't hurt, it was as if it had just been a sting, but not a pain enormous, this was the power of an UpperMoon?

'Tokito-san! Alright?!' 'Yeah, I don't think he's an UpperMoon... His power is curious, but still, I have to decapitate him!', Muichiro approached, but the moment he did so, he was imprisoned in a vase, leaving part of his body behind outside and the other in the water.

'TOKITO-SAN!!' 'What is this? What kind of demonic art would leave a body part out? What do you plan with this?' 'Hyo hyo! I wouldn't be so sure~! We'll see how much concentration you can get with this!'

Tokito expected the worst, would it be his end?

'Ha!', Kotetsu recognized that sound, it was Tokito's laugh, why would he laugh at a moment like this? An UpperMoon had caught him, this was not the time to laugh, but, that means... Oh no...

'Hyo hyo, looks like you're starting to break huh? Dying from suffocation like that is a special art, you don't get those expressions easily, since you're a kid, I thought I could easily get it with you~!' 'N-no! Yo-you... GH! I wo-wohon't-!', Muichiro tried to push away, but what would he push away? There was nothing in that vase but water, why did it tickle? What was he doing?

'That face asks, how am I doing? It's very easy~', he clapped his hands together, reveling in the constant struggles of the mist hashira.

'Firstly, the needle that hit you contained a substance that prevented you from putting up resistance and increasing your sensitivity! Secondly, the vase I put you in is a very special one, the design is very pretty, isn't it? The water forms little hands and gusts that cling to every sensitive spot they find~! Now what do I think about it, perhaps to hasten your death, I could create some little fish that bite your sides, don't you think? Hyo hyo!' Muichiro grunted and shook his head, fighting as hard as he could, he could take it in fights with the hashiras or with Tanjiro, but now? He couldn't stop his work, he had to kill that UpperMoon, but how? His concentration was cut off, he had to try harder

'Hehehey! Shihihit fahahace! Gehehehet your ass over hehehere and fihihight me! Stohohop thihihis!' 'Ohh~ you started to break down! Hyo hyo! I knew you wouldn't last long!' Gyokko leaned close enough to grab Muichiro's chin and laugh.

'Grr! Bahahack ohohoff!! EHEHEHEHE!! N-NO! SHIT! MHMHM!!' 'Don't even try! It won't help! Come on! Laugh and be part of my art!', Muichiro covered his mouth and bit his sleeves, those 'hands', he could feel them on his belly, moving ruthlessly, he could feel them on his foot, trying to remove his stockings and get between his toes. Muichiro was supposed to fight, he drew his katana, ready to launch an attack, but...

'DAHAHAHAMN DEMOHOHON!! SCREHEHEHEW YOU!! HOLY GOHOHOD!! QUIHIHIT IT!!' 'Hyo hyo! It seems that you no longer have an escape! It took a long time to take effect, I think I'll add those fish, I wonder what effect they will give you!', he applauded, so that some fish formed in the water, which began to sting his sides, his knees, his belly, his feet and thighs

'I would like to stay, but I still have to know, what is important in that cabin, maybe the boss is there? Hyo hyo!' 'OIII!! WAHAIT!! DOHOHOHON'T LEHEHEAVE!! COHOHOME HERE AND FIHIHIGHT LIKE A MAHAHAHAN!! WEHEHELL! LIKE A FIIIIISH!!!', Muichiro started hitting the water(?, desperately trying to escape, he pulled his hair while writhing, he was doomed

'GEAHAHAAHAHAH!! H-HEHEHELP!! OHOHO FUCK!! DAHAHAHAMN IT!! HOLY SHIT!! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!! EHEHEHEHE!! I HAHAVE ENOHOHOHUGH!!' 'Please help him! You can't get out of that place by yourself!', Kotetsu was pulling someone's yukata as he ran towards Muichiro's desperate screams.

'IT'S MY EHEHEHEND!! HAHAHHAHAHA!! *snort* *scream* WAHAHAHA!!' 'Please do something', Kotetsu was desperate, he saw that Muichiro couldn't do anything, he didn't even have any strength left in his arms to launch any attack. He just writhed, screamed, hit the vase, tried to cover himself, all in vain, there was no way.

Sounds of gunshots, Muichiro heard that between his screams and pleas, the vase began to lose water, as the sensations ceased. The vase disappeared seconds later, leaving Muichiro in the air, when he was about to fall, someone caught him.

'Tokito-sama!' 'TOKITO-SAN!', Muichiro opened his eyes slowly, he saw the little blacksmith next to him, crying through his mask, and who was holding him, he had black hair, some yellow tips and his eyes, they were different but he still knew him, he recognized...

'Genya?', the aforementioned sighed in relief, blowing some air for the hashira to recover his lost strength, besides, he didn't have much time, he had to help Tanjiro again with the UpperMoon 4

'Tokito-san! He's alive, I have his katana ready when you wants to use it!' 'Thank you...', he took his katana and stood up, again the image of the boy in the black yukata in his mind, he felt that he had experienced something similar, but less light, even so, there was no time to think, he had to defeat the UpperMoon and save the village

#demon slayer tickle #demon slayer tickling #ler!gyokko #lee!muichiro #pep anon

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bthump · 1 year

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Hi there, I just wanted to say your analyses are really thoughtful and eye opening, and I think they’re quite rare in this fandom, bc most berserk enjoyers I’ve encountered don’t really tend to look at it with the same angle you do. Do you maybe know of any youtubers that have similar outlooks on the story?

Anyways most of the viewpoints I see there and on other platforms either deny the homoeroticism between guts and griffith/deny it’s mutual or say it’s one sided, + push gutsca as the endgame and approve of Casca’s eclipse/ post eclipse treatment. If they do defend and genuinely like Griffith a lot of them do it in a pretty misogynistic way (“casca enjoyed it” or doing this weird ass shit where they try to use Casca as a moral centre between guts and griff or something, idk if I’m explaining that well lol). Like a lot of them will get so close to *getting* it, for example they will talk about a scene where pot Casca is clearly traumatised/ disturbed by Guts’ presence, or see a scene where pot Casca is neutral/ comfortable around neo Griffith and instead of thinking about it like “hmm, she isn’t really getting/ never really got a chance to do anything for or by herself around these dudes or develop outside them” they will be like “SEE POT CASCA IS SCARED OF GUTS AND DOESN’T WANT TO BE WITH HIM THAT PROVES SHE DOESN’T DESERVE GUTS/DEEP DOWN IS STLL IN LOVE WITH GRIFFITH AND WILL BETRAY GUTS, SHES FOR THE STREETS/ CASCA PREFERS GRIFFITH GRIFFITH IS GOOD”or they will do this insane thing where they say that guts is a “simp” for doing so much for casca and that casca doesn’t deserve him. And that Casca owes him big time when she does gain her mind back and that if she leaves him after she’s healed then she’s an ungrateful **** and all that unpleasant stuff. Which is just as r**ey in its own right tbh, she doesn’t owe anyone anything except basic gratitude for looking after her after being in that state but these ppl can’t seem to comprehend that and it’s just like ughh why do y’all gotta be that way.

Alternatively, when some of these people defend Griffith, they just leave no room for nuance and try to pretend Griffith has no flaws at all and that guts does everything wrong. (Some of them feel like trolls tbh). I do get it, as this fandom really loves to excessively hate on Griffith and glorify guts to the point where it just gets tiring and gets in the way of any meaningful discussion. But these analyses just swing entirely in the opposite direction to counteract that, and completely miss the nuance they could have imo.

Especially with regards to Griffith. I feel like a big part of the problem is that due to the nature of what he does to Casca during the eclipse it makes him quite a polarising character. People either want to completely hate on him and not discuss anything good about him at all or they overcompensate by trying to turn him into a saint to defend him. And imo both parties completely miss the point of griff, or at the very least are missing the complexity of his character.

Well even that isn’t the entire truth because I think on a level the majority of the fandom is in a consensus that Griffith is a brilliantly written character, many of them call him the best manga villain period. So it’s not like him being recognised as complex or well written is the issue, but I think even a lot of these supposedly “neutral” deep dives into griff seem to lean more in the direction of depicting him as a calculating sociopath, someone who needs to feel in control of his pawns and never felt any love for the BoTH including/except guts (depending on the individual). And that the eclipse and whole GH thing just revealed his “true nature” and what he was all along. And even if they do portray Griffith more sympathetically and recognise that he did have strong feelings for guts and the BoTH they either ignore or deny the extent of the griffguts relationship and just default to saying that gutsca is the best path forward for guts and that griff is root of all evil / has to be killed by guts in a bloody epic battle for the end to be satisfying.

I also saw the ask which was saying something to the effect of how a lot of the more dudebro-esque berserk enjoyers only really appreciate Casca to the extent they do because she showed that she’s Guts’, she’s *his* woman. And that’s something I also believe, i think there’s a lot more to be unpacked there too. but in general with the tendency the same people I’ve been talking about have to do this too, one guess I have is that due to berserk being their fav/one of their fave mangas and guts being their fave protagonist by extension, these ppl will be very defensive over all/most aspects of it. And I’ve seen this in the way they react to any criticisms of it, especially involving criticisms regarding misogyny/ Casca’s and other FC’s treatment. They often stress that Casca is one of the best/ if not the best female character in fiction, and whilst I love casca myself, I think that this is a rather bleak statement lol. Plus it’s so true what you said about them seeing Casca as Guts’ narrative reward. Idk, I feel like these kinds of takes that seem to push Casca being a prize for guts and the ones that are against discussing Guts and Griffith’s relationship in a romantic context tend to go hand in hand.

Anyways sorry this turned out to be a bit longer and more of a rant than I hoped but ig I just wanted to convey some of my thoughts and frustrations surrounding the discourse about berserk. Of course, I get that many of these opinions will be very popular and having them doesn’t make anyone less of a fan. I just think some of them can often come from some misguided interpretations. Though who knows where the manga is headed now lol I could be completely misreading things

Yeah lol you've pretty much detailed why I ignore 90% of the fandom and just do my own thing in this little griffguts-y tumblr circle here. Can't blame you for wanting to rant about it if you spend any time on like, the Berserk reddit or whatever. Glad you could get that off your chest!

Wrt youtubers, you might want to check out this guy. I can't personally rec him because I don't have the attention span to watch fandom-related youtube videos myself, but some of the same people who follow me like him, and it sounds like we share some similar opinions.

ETA: a more critical take on his channel, and some more youtube vid recs here

And just as a quick heads-up, I think the 'potato casca' nickname is pretty derogtory in an ableist way so if you send any future asks I'd appreciate if you just said post-eclipse or regressed Casca or something like that. It's no big deal, I know it's super prevalent elsewhere in fandom and if you've never really thought about it it's easy to just use the same terms you've seen everywhere else, but yeah that one kinda sucks imo. Yet another reason I find the Berserk fandom mostly distasteful and obnoxious lol.

#i assume that's what 'pot' casca is short for at least #ask #anonymous #b #theme: fandom #feel free to go through that tag if you want to see similar rants and complaints and feel some solidarity lol #other ppl's meta

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Hey, it's @toomanytookas — I figured your lovely fic didn't need to have the comments cluttered with this but wanted to reply to your comment, so here we are 😋

I've never tried pot before but mostly because I'd want to be in a really safe space in case it turns out I'm the paranoid type and haven't ever really found the right combination of person/place. If dealer!Lucien (or halcyon!Dieter 😍) were offering, I think I might feel comfortable enough to give it a go 👀 hehe

Re: Lucien's pipe collection, though, I have a somewhat amusing story for you:

Back in the day when tumblr for teenage me was mostly focused on crafting an artsy blog ✨aesthetic✨ (lol) and mutuals were high school friends doing the same, one of those friends reblogged a very pretty looking blown glass object and said something along the lines of "oh, this piece is beautiful i wish i could afford something like it." Knowing very little about weed and related vernacular, the next day at lunch I asked her about what kind of a piece of jewelry it was and she very kindly explained to me it was a pipe. 😹 I guess one has to learn about paraphernalia terminology somehow...

💖 ~ M

@toomanytookas My sweet M hi HOWDY!! 🥹✨

Thanks so much for stopping by I’m so glad we get to chat more!!

And omg it’s no worries you haven’t tried it before trust me! As someone who’s had bad h!ghs before it’s completely understandable to not partake so it’s smart of you to know yourself like that!! But oh man Lucien or Dieter offering is a nice temptation though so I understand lol

oh man… now I’m thinking of his chaotic it would be to have both of those boys in the same room?? OOF 😵‍💫

ALSO YOUR PIPE STORY!!! PLS!!!

Sweet young M not knowing yet oh my goodness lol I was the exact same way when my best friends took me to my first smoke shop too!! They had to tell me all the terminology like a bad cram study session and yet I still went in saying “what the hell are these?? are those BONGS?!” and I got shushed so loud so truly that unknowing innocence can be so silly sometimes lol 🪴

But thanks again so much for coming by to continue our fun chat!! I adore your comments and energy and I got so excited seeing your message!!

I hope you have a wonderful rest of your day dear friend! 🦋🩵💕

#☺️✨💖💕#asks and such things 💌#cw drugs #cw drug discussion

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