#(thats impossible i know 💔💔💔)

[eyeballs-in-my-head]

As promised yesterday, here's my artfight card !! Yeyeyy!! (This is gonna be my 2nd year)

Link to my page →→→ [★★★]

[arottenlust]

nah i cant stand by toji megumi. megumi is a teenage boy. to them, the fact they have parents at all is embarrassing. maybe when hes an adult tho

ur not wrong but consider this

Also just in a general in denial tsundere way, megs wants to pretend it’s hate fucking but toji knows his bbys a love starved touch starved liar

[bombuni]

a super whiny reader with seonghwa that lovessssss someone who whiny. i think he could have like voice kink? if thats makes sense

lose your breath

summary: seonghwa knows every square inch of your body and understands the detailed map of your mind. he just thinks it’s fun to toy with you, his perfect doll. genre/pairing: bf!seonghwa x fem!sub!reader, soft smut. warnings: smut 18+ mdni, mommy!seonghwa, bratty reader, sort of humiliation kink & dacryphilia, hwa is a munch bom note: im sorry this took so long :( but i hope this exceeds your expectations! also fuck drugs u ever been addicted to mommy!hwa that shit will kill u 💔

It’s been 2 days without a single touch.

There’s a look in Seonghwa’s eyes, a telltale twitch in the upper corner of his lips every time he moves towards your lips, leaning over you so gently but so oppressively it’s as if he’s trying to melt into you. As soon as you move an inch towards him, he backs away again, smirking and pretending as if there’s not a tent in his pants with the way your eyes well up and your breaths shake.

He loves this. Hearing how you’re broken down to your senses with just the thought of getting to kiss him. He especially loves hearing your complaints, your shaky and meek voice calling his name timidly. You quietly beg for something, anything, but it takes you another bit to realize the game he’s playing.

It’s a slow morning. Seonghwa has the day off, and you’ve both decided to use it to watch the Star Wars prequels (per his request.) The marathon is just about to start as you both prepare snacks in the kitchen, moving around each other like you’ve been programmed to move in a certain pattern.

“Hmm, do we have popcorn, Hwa?”

He unwittingly smiles at the way you say his name, “There should be a bag in the cabinet above you, pretty.”

You reach for the cabinet, but find that it’s impossible to even touch the handle, “Hwa, I need your help…”

“Ah, you do? Whatever for?” The teasing lilt in his voice tells you he knows exactly what you’re asking for, but he just wants to hear you ask. Maybe even make you beg a little.

You pout at him which only makes him smirk and cross his arms. You’re stuck in a stand off now, with both of you refusing to give in to the others wants. Seonghwa knows that eventually you’ll give in. He likes waiting until you can’t take it anymore. Until it’s bubbled up to the boiling point inside you and there’s nothing left to do but let it spill out.

“Agh, you’re so annoying, Hwa! You won’t even kiss me unless I beg and now you’re making me-“

Ah, there it is. He just enjoys torturing you. A glare of your eyes grants you a chuckle from him.

He raises a brow, smiling devilishly as he cocks his head to the side, “You’re cute when you’re being a whiny baby, ya know?”

“I’m not being whiny, you’re just mean…”

“Cute, cute, cute,” he mumbles mostly to himself. Seonghwa’s hands land on your cheeks as he moves closer to you, squishing them together until you feel like you’re gonna pop.

You grumble, but finally feeling his hands on you (in the most innocent of places) sends you into overdrive. Your knees buckle, catching yourself against Seonghwa’s strong chest. The feeling of him against you, hearts beating and pressed together, his bulge standing at attention, and his sparkling eyes watching you like you’re the only one he needs is…overwhelming.

After he’s staved you off of him for days, he’s so full of ecstasy and a certain buzz only you can give him when you finally, finally beg in the adorably pitiful way he loves so much.

There’s already tears in your eyes, “Mommy…”

Your voice sends chills down his spine, “Sweet, sweet thing, tell me what you need exactly. Use your words.”

“Need to-“ you pause to emphasize your words with a drag of your hips against his, “feel you,”

He chuckles at you to disguise the moan that threatens to slip out, “Really? Already? Couldn’t go any longer without Mommy inside you?”

You blush at his harsh words, “Hwa-“

Seonghwa gives you a certain look, one that tells you you’re in a world of trouble if you continue your bratty, combative attitude. It’s enough to remind you to be good for him.

“Sorry, mommy…”

Your meek voice and the way you shrink into him makes him swoon. A drive to destroy that sweetness and leave you a broken, moaning mess takes over him.

“Hmm. I think you’ve waited long enough. Do you want your reward?”

The prospect of getting anything from him fills you with an overwhelming need to obey his every command. He is your owner, and he’s made that very clear so far with the feelings he manages to evoke in you.

“Please, mommy, just need anything-“

Seonghwa thinks it’s cute how your chest rises and your breath quickens as he pushes you onto the counter. His arms squeeze you as they lift you, burning where your skin meets his, sending that trail of warmth down to your core. He throws you around like a doll and undresses you like it’s nothing to either of you. He gets so careless when he’s like this, only fueled by your pathetic nature and reaping the rewards he’s been waiting for this entire time.

Just his bratty, needy, doll ready to take what he decides to give.

He runs his cold hands down your sides, watching you shiver at his touch. His slender fingers reach under the waistband of your panties, teasingly snapping the elastic against your skin and watching as you twitch at the feeling. You whine impatiently as he teases you like this, massaging your tits while he gently kisses down your jawline as if he had all the time in the world. His soft lips reach down to your collarbone as he pulls the collar of your shirt to ensure every part of your skin feels his lips. He chuckles when he feels the vibrations of your moans against his mouth.

“Ok, enough teasing then,” you exhale as if finally relieved of a great weight on your shoulders before spotting that same perverted smirk, “…But can you beg for mommy again? Just one more time?”

He encourages you with a wet kiss on your pulse point, nuzzling your skin to fog your brain with him, “Hah-it’s- embarrassing, mommy,”

You feel his smile against your neck, “But you know I love it, right, pretty? You just sound so cute when you do,”

Seonghwa finally drags his lips down to where you want him the most. His hot breath fans against your core, taking in the hypnotizing sound of your eager and aching whines, as he finally drags your panties down to be greeted with the sight of your pretty pussy.

He can’t resist himself, pressing a kiss to your clit and chuckling as your body jolts just like he knew it would, “My pretty doll. So behaved for me, so perfect. You always listen to Mommy, don’t you?”

He punctuates his sentence by licking a long stripe along your slit, “Hah-Yes! Yes, Mommy, I’m always good for you-“

Seonghwa talks to you in between licks of your slick, enjoying the taste of you and the sound of your unashamed submission. Finally getting you like this, with you so sex-crazed and clouded by his touch that you don’t even realize how pathetic you sound, is his favorite thing in the world.

His mouth explores the parts inside you he knows overwhelm your senses. His lips swallow you whole, tongue darting all over and inside you to drag out those sounds he loves. His left hand comes up to rub your clit, following what he knows your body likes. It’s like a ritual to him. The blatant way he follows your body’s signals and your whines is just another testament of his love to you.

He feels your body tighten, your hands coming down to his hair to pull and urge him to let you off that cliff. His eyes roll at the harsh tugs you give, your raw desperation to reach that high rubbing off onto him.

Your trembling, breathless voice sounds out, “Mommy, c-can I cum?”

“Yes, baby. Come on, you wanna be good, don’t you? My pretty doll, so behaved, don’t disappoint me now…”

Seonghwa’s words reach towards your insides, pulling at the strings of your soul and releasing that knot he’s built. Your body shakes against his mouth, which still eagerly clings onto you and cleaning up the mess he caused. He caresses you through your aftershocks, adoring the little twitches your body gives as you come down to Earth.

Your watery eyes meet his fervent ones as he wipes his mouth clean, looking all too joyful to stew in your embarrassment at this sight.

Seonghwa decides that just a little more teasing won’t hurt, “You got through the The Phantom Menace. Think you can make it through Attack of the Clones?”

[yan-randomfandom]

[ BC & Human, no names stated, they/them prns! ]

a/n ; most unconventional post ever dawg but idk where else to post it,, i js wanted to write about beachcomber 💔 really very short

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Loneliness was never a concept for Beachcomber during his time on earth.

Beauty surrounds him. The first time he saw the stars, the cosmos, and life beyond the battle was the moment he deemed the war meaningless.

It only fills him with deep sadness whenever he thinks of his home planet—destroyed by its own people. Nothing but pointless fighting, extinguishing millions of sparks. So much out there, so much beauty, so much to explore, and yet his fellow Cybertronians fail to see it. The Decepticons fail to see it. Well, maybe they did. Who wouldn't?

His optics gaze far into the distance. Just look at this view. The sun setting, the waves dancing, and the sky painted in a beautiful gradient of unique colors to Cybertron. The sand beneath him is as cheeky as ever, rough yet harmless against his frame.

Truly, he wishes his friends were here to experience it. If only.

A few chirps snap Beachcomber out of his trance. He hums and tilts his head to his feathery companion, who shifts uneasily on his shoulder. "Pardon? Can you say that again, my dear?"

"A human," murmurs the green bird, its tweets and twitches translated by the bot's processor. "Human here!"

Beachcomber is confused, and understandably so. Yet the more he watches his friend, restless, the more his doubt begins to cease. Humans have rarely ventured this far from their civilization, and he has made sure they would never bear the burden of knowing he exists. Put simply, a human wandering around this area sounds impossible.

"By the by," he says with a sigh, "are you pulling my leg? I thought we stopped with the antics—"

The bird shakes its head. "No! No, Beachcomber! Human here!"

A sense of urgency finally washes over the bot, so he stands to his full height, his shadow from the sunset looming and stretching through the sandy ground until—

Beachcomber stares at the human in silence. Form coated by his shadow, their own is not even half the size of his. Their widened eyes, he could tell, were filled with so much fear.

An entirely different species—yet an emotion he is no stranger to, a memory he does not want to keep reliving. Nonetheless, he continues to observe with false composure. The human remains still, frozen in disbelief.

He can feel the fidgeting claws of his small friend. Beachcomber can feel his servos fidgeting.

Truth be told, he has never interacted with a human. His experience is limited to watching them from a distance, unreachable beyond their sight. Now, with one standing before him, he does not know what to do. He does not know how to act.

Despite his time here, to think that silence would be his first impression of the savviest beings to walk this planet.

The human exhales. Just as Beachcomber is about to speak, they beat him to it.

"You're ugly," they blurt out, their lips pressing together in immediate horror at their own words.

Beachcomber pauses. That's a rather odd response to their fear. And, mind you, this is his first radio with a human.

So, he chuckles, fully accepting your words. "And you're beautiful."

Just like that, with the utter gentleness of his voice and his choice of words, he smiles at the human, watching as they begin to loosen up, if only slightly.

i actually did think he was ugly the first time i saw him 🥲 he still is tho but thats how i see all of my pookies

i wanted to write more but i burnt out quick oops,,, i did this instead of my projectS ahah, anyway beachcomber omg!!!!!!

[kenny-does-stuff]

Heyo! First post! :)

Its a Mark x William small oneshot! (I think thats what its called 😭💔)

Brief summary: Mark is deep in the closet, careful not to let anyone suspect, but William already knows the truth. Maybe Mark can relax for once.

Warnings: Closeted Mark, Secret relationship, Mild angst, yearning, kissing.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ��*:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ

Mark is always careful.

Or at least, he tried to be.

It wasn’t easy, sneaking around with William when every single person in their lives already knew that William was gay. Nobody suspected Mark, though. That was the part he had to be extra careful about. His mom didn’t know. Eve didn’t know. No one knew. And he intended to keep it that way.

Which was why this was such a bad idea.

“You’re the one who wanted to come over,” William pointed out, standing way too close for comfort in his dorm room.

Mark exhaled, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah, well. You could at least try to keep your hands off me for five minutes.”

William smirked, resting his back against his desk. “Oh, I’m the problem? You’re the one who flew in through my window instead of using the front door like a normal person.”

Mark rolled his eyes but didn’t deny it. He had done that. He always did that. It was safer than walking through the hallway and risking someone catching him here at odd hours. But even now, standing in William’s room, there was an undeniable itch in his chest—the one that always showed up whenever they were alone.

William had this way of looking at him that made Mark’s stomach twist. Not in a bad way, but in a way that made it impossible to think about anything other than the fact that William knew. He knew the things Mark wasn’t ready to admit out loud.

And the worst part? He never pushed.

“Relax,” William said, voice dropping just slightly, and Mark hated how much he wanted to step closer. “It’s just us.”

Mark’s hands curled into fists. He wanted this—had wanted it since the first time William kissed him and made his whole world tilt on its axis—but it still terrified him. Being Invincible, fighting villains, nearly dying? None of that scared him as much as this.

William must’ve noticed, because his expression softened. He reached for Mark’s wrist, tugging him in gently. “Stay for a while?”

Mark hesitated. Not because he didn’t want to, but because he always hesitated. Then, like always, he let himself give in.

“…Yeah,” he muttered, voice quiet. “Yeah, okay.”

And when William pulled him in for a kiss, slow and careful, Mark melted like he always did—just for a little while, just here, where no one could see.

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TYSM FOR READING!! PLEASE GIVE ME TIPS!

Format? Am I doing my summary and warnings right? IM SO LOST IDK HOW TO USE TUMBLR 💔

[the-racoon-over-your-stairs]

agree about the Ivan thing! I think too many people mistaken his physical closeness to Till as emotional closeness. It’s clear that the two left a lot unsaid and while Till felt he could seek comfort (according to the art book) and take his anger out on Ivan/air his grievances (like when he gets jealous that Ivan was playing with Mizi), we mainly see Ivan reciprocate violence or initiate it when it comes to feeling attraction (see: the weird blood licking thing and the non-con kiss). We only see him be honest with Sua and thats not so much as an expression of his emotions but because of the differences in their situations despite having similar approaches to love/similar attitudes. Even with Mizi who Ivan held no grudges against Ivan was still holding himself afar from her to the point that they have very different views of their relationship. People are only willing to explore this in context of romantic feelings but it’s very true for many other aspects of Ivan’s life. I think it’d be interesting if people connected this to how the guardians trust him, I think his character has a lot to speculated on since we aren’t fully aware of the social hierarchy in Anakt Garden

ANON YOU GET IT💔

I absolutely agree on the points you made. I think it also connects to something other people have already pointed out about Till actually looking at Ivan and clearly caring for him and Ivan somehow not noticing, and I personally think it's not so much Ivan not noticing, but more so "dismissing" those things and distancing himself (mentally) when Till shows affection or care.

Another thing that made me get this idea was also how(like you mentioned) Ivan mainly initiates or reciprocates violence when it comes to showing attraction and getting Till's attention. But later we see Ivan showing open care and affection and gentleness when Till isn't conscious. To me, that reads a lot a sort of inner conflict between wanting Till to look at him, wanting to be seen, but also a refusal to let Till truly see Ivan love him. He wants to be seen but he hides, he wants Till to love him but he literally avoids any chances of having Till see his feelings.

This stupid little blorbo keeps everyone and himself at a minimum of five emotional kilometers away.

Personally I love when in fanfics where Ivan and Till get saved, authors write Ivan "hiding" or avoiding Till (and Mizi) to avoid confronting what he did for Till, I feel it is a very realistic depiction of how he would act. Like, surviving wasn't even near part of the plan, and I think part of the reason we get the kiss in doubt 6, Ivan's soft smile and, in general, a sacrifice that screams "I love you" is exactly because Ivan could confess everything and then not have to deal with the consequences of it. Living and having to deal with a Till who knows about his feelings, and having to come to terms with the fact that yes, Till does love him, would be scary af for Ivan and the 8 meters tall wall he built around himself<3.

Ivan confirmed to be Kim "fourth wall" "let me die instead of telling people things" Dokja's child.

You mentioned Ivan's relationship with his guardians and aliens in general and it's something I'd also give a leg and kidney to see more of, including Ivan's life in the slums which I'm CONVINCED is a big reason why Ivan acts the way he does.

We know he was sold off through not very legal channels, and I wouldn't be surprised if he lived in an environment where a lot of other kids came and went very often, getting bought/caught and later being sold to highest bidder, so he probably didn't have any "stable" presence until Unsha bought him and even then certainly not a stable human presence until Anakt Garden. I feel in that situation, connecting with any of the other kids there was probably impossible not only because of the awful situation they were in, but because of literally not having the time to do so.

Okay this wasn't coherent in the slightest but anyway. THANK YOU FOR THIS ASK ANON I WISH YOU A PILLOW COLD ON BOTH SIDES AND KEYS THAT GO IN AT THE FIRST TRY (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

[rayroseu]

Now that I think about it, maybe the reason why Malleus' Magic is so powerful, because before he was born he was copiously sustained with powerful magicians like Meleanor, Maleficia, and Lilia.

The egg is born through love but only through magic can that egg finally hatch (that's where Lilia exhausted his magic). Maybe a fae's power is determined to how much magic can their parents "exhaust" in making them born(?).

So, essentially, His magic consists of the magic of powerful mages.

1) Meleanor (as his biological mother),

2) Maleficia (her magic was life support while he was incubated),

and 3) Lilia (who hatched him).

So when we fight Malleus, we are not just simply fighting "Malleus" himself, but rather a lethal culmination of Meleanor, Maleficia, and Lilia's raw power.

That's why it feels so impossible to defeat him because we're essentially fighting three powerful magicians at once, it's just in the form of "Malleus Draconia."

All these magicians have high-profile powerful magic, and all of them are faes too. I often assumed that Malleus was rich in magic because he's a Draconia but no, Meleanor used her full magical strength as well but the story didn't showcase her casting some world altering magic like stopping time and encasing human souls inside a magical barrier— Only Malleus did...

Maybe there's really no person who can defeat him as STYX theorizes... Not even Maleficia. While its true she's powerful, but based on this interpretation, she can fight Malleus, but fighting Malleus is also the same as fighting her magic, mixed with Meleanor's and Lilia's (and Levan's even though we don't know how powerful he is).

Levan is Malleus' father but so far the story doesn't imply nor mention any significant magical contribution he did to Malleus. The only thing mentioned in the story about Levan's influence was that Malleus is a kind/gentle person because of him.

I like to interpret he's powerful too! So maybe, its not just Meleanor, Maleficia, Lilia, but also Levan.... if he got the chance to bless Eggmalleus some magic before he lost. So its actually FIVE HIGH CLASS MAGICIANS were fighting against if we fight Malleus ☠️☠️ That's why he's truly "god-like".

I really like the fact that Malleus is undefeatable even by raw power or raw cleverness (like using technology). I know that's still going to be a big part, but its more intriguing for me to how TWST will handle stopping Malleus without obvious offense.

They'll only need to rely on one thing that humans are really great of practicing (more than faes): communication. Maybe the solution may be as simple as talking to Malleus that he needs to stop lol Because really, at this point, thats the most staple choice we have, anything else takes too much time💔😔

Not in the accusing way, but in a kind and understanding way. But, I know that's unlikely to happen knowing how "cringed" NRC is towards displaying kindness (which is often their downfall lol). But remember, the resolution at the fairy gala event? Where everyone was antagonizing the Diurnal Fairies, assuming they'll be stubborn and that they're thieves so they should take the stone without asking them, but then it turns out once they got caught and Silver talked with them apologetically and with understandingly, the Queen understood it and let the stone go...

Maybe Malleus would act like that Queen too?? After all, no one still talks with him about how "indeed, it is painful to suffer and lost, but there's merit in their existence, so we don't need to cut them out of our lives, because even those painful experiences helps us achieve our true dreams." or just a simple "You won't be alone even if Lilia passes away. I'm sure Lilia will be more happy to live his life and live it longer because he'll be remembered by Malleus even if he's just a memory now." or maybe a blunt "The world doesn't revolve around anyone, so Malleus has no rights to dictate how we should live our lives" lol

I feel like Malleus is just a person who never really thinks about other interpretations unless its been said to him... That's why I'm wishing that Book 7 resolves his overblot by not fully painting him as a "catastrophic dark fae" (like what the humans viewed Meleanor), like there'll be a balance between depicting him as a villain but also as a flawed person.

But yes I do agree that the biggest hurdle in defeating Malleus, may not just be his overpowered magic, but also his defiance in believing that he can understand humanity and humanity will understand him 😭😭

[pearlescentparade]

the coil drabble is the one with the most votes/attention but i had literally no idea. Where to start💔💔So uhmm some quick thoughts while i work on the full thing.

Reader is a blackrock nobel who lives in crossroads. And they frequently watch underground boxing matches in playground! Betting thier money away cause they have too much of it. And here comes coil! He reconized you as he knows every blackrock elite (Theyre all on his rob list) But decided to make some conversation with you.

You ended up being kinda nice to talk to! Despite your coldness and whatnot you were actually pretty cute. And coil loved to flirt with you just to see you roll your eyes and scoff, though a small smile cracked at your lips.

Reader is rlly closed off and distant. Being so rich they never connected with anyone as they were forbidden to talk to the lower class as a child and other nobels were just so obnoxious and almost impossible to make friends with. So reader is a bit socially inept.. This is why they seem so nonchalant and uncaring, they were never taught to express thier emotions healthily.

because of this Coil is very pjysically affectionate and reader is affectionate through gift giving. Money is the one thing they have in abundance and know how to use, and coil cherishes every gift because he knows that this is your way of telling him that you love him.

He calls you kitty, probably. He also calls you pussy as a joke but he got his ass kicked so now he doesnt anymore😔😔😒😒

Hyperactive dog x unintrested cat he yells up to you and yells "BABE LOOK!" to show you a boxing tournament thats gonna happen and how he's one of the contestants. He probably hugs you and kisses your cheek as well while you keeo the 😐😐 face the whole time. But he can twll your happy for him by the way your tail eagarly flicks and the tiny soft smile when you think he's not looking.

-🍊🍨

UEUEUE THEYRE LIKE COMPLETE OPPOSITES I <3 IT coil teaching reader how to open up and be more of a risk-taker and adventurer,, gwaaghff their dynamic is so cute :']

[riooooooooo]

POOKIE NOOOOOO :(

me, in the depths of illness, voice raspy, soul weak:

“i am so so so sick right now. i legit can only keep down beer.”

my doctor: please stop saying that

me, gripping a pint like a Victorian orphan clinging to life:

“Devlin York save me. Devlin York give me the strength to keep going.”

[22bananapudding]

freak on a leash by korn + the winter soldier

lyric interpretation

"something takes a part of me" - the something being hydra, the part being his old self before the torture and erasure. theyre "taking" it away from him and replacing it with their own agenda, shaving off what they see as unimportant (his sense of self) and moulding the rest into their perfect weapon

"something lost and never seen" - the something here being that part he's losing touch with - the true self thats been lost to time. never seen by most as it's been erased for so long, nobody has seen the real him for decades

"every time i start to believe" - every time he gets a glimpse into who he used to be - every time his memory is jogged by something and he "malfunctions". every time he gets the faintest bit of hope

"something's raped and taken from me" - do i rlly gotta say it 💔 ok but besides the obvious, this something being his memory - every time he regains something, even more is ripped away from him through mind erasure, he physically cannot keep a single fading memory to himself

"life's gotta always be messin with me (you wanna see the light)" - pretty self explanatory. the people in his life fucking with him

"can't they chill and let me be free?" - as above so below

"can't i take away all this pain? i try to every night all in vain, in vain" - his pointless attempts at piecing his life together, all of it to be in vain at its erased anyways

"sometimes i cannot take this place" - this place as in the vault he's kept in, or maybe siberia, whichever works

"sometimes it's my life i can't taste" - once again about his past life. his life fading away along with his senses (random tidbit: i like to imagine his sense of taste is extremely dulled since he was probably fed only though iv. id say its the only one of his senses that isnt heightened as the rest are useful during missions i'd assume. so i think everythings 100x louder for him and he has great vision etc)

"sometimes i cannot feel my face" - the machine used for his electrocution brain blender thing covering most of his face

"you'll never see me fall from grace" - it's practically impossible for him to fail or "fall from grace". due to his expertise and apparent immortality, he will always be a pillar in hydras history. he is idolized as the perfect soldier, no matter what happens and how many times he tries to fight back, he always ends up caving in and doing the work he's been tasked with with surgical precision. his fall from grace is impossible even if he wants to fall

"something takes a part of me" - as above so below

"you and i weren't meant to be" - referring to steve and him, either in the way he's convinced himself he's not meant to be with steve (as we sort of see in their last catws scene where he actively fights back when steve tries to tell him who he is "your name is james buchanan barnes"/"shut up!" *and then he punches the living out of him*") and steves sort of forbiddenness thats engraved into his mind from the vault scene with pierce, or its them actually not being meant for each other, or at least right person wrong time :/

"a cheap fuck for me to lay" - the genius annotation for this one is absolute dogshit so i dont even know what jon was tryna say here but. with the original meaning of the song i see it as the cheap fuck being something worth little effort that's being "laid out". so i'd say thats his mission in catws - killing the fuck out of steve sam and natasha. for its only a "cheap fuck", a simple triple assassination he's probably done thousands of times over

"something takes a part of me" - as above so below

"feeling like a freak on a leash (you wanna see the light)" - self explanatory. he's constantly on a leash that seems to be getting shorter as time passes

"feeling like i have no release (so do i)" - having no escape and peace from his situation. the backing vocals also acting as an answer to the ones in the last verse - he wishes to see the light (or any sort of hope) as well.

"how many times have i felt disease?" - i guess id say the "disease" is the malfunction, him remembering pieces of his past. because he keeps getting mind wiped, he cant remember how many times hes played this game before. not only can he not remember his life, but he cant remember if he's attempted to already. he's only running in circles of trying to figure it out, getting wiped and then trying to remember if he's figured it out before. physically cannot know how many times his code has malfunctioned

"nothing in my life is free, is free" - not being offered absolutely anything without his sacrificing his dignity and being loyal

ok this is it im not trying to piece together wtv jon meant by the rest uhh theres just the chorus which is the same k thx baii

[circusfreakster]

guys I’m not the anon😓

they post not only while I’m at rehearsal, but WHILE IM ASLEEP

And I take my weekday sleep schedule seriously. Especially during tech week.

Also other people know ciphers giys😭 someone ON HERE just taught me one today but I won’t reveal them in case they’re the anon

also i would be breaking character WAY more often oh my god I CANNOT stay ic bro💔

@rosedawolf @1087days @themanedbish

Plus THEY HAVENG MADE A SINGLE TYPO AS FAR AS IVE SEEN AND THATS KIKE IMPOSSIBLE FOR ME DUDE I CANNOT

[misc-obeyme]

Hey! Could I ask for a breaking-4th-wall kind of drabble with Solomon? In my heart I refuse to believe the boys aren’t real; they’re just in another world 💔 idk if thats denial or what but yeah lmao

something comfort or fluff would be nice ^^ even though just seeing Sol always makes me smile it’s a double edged sword and I then think back to how he ‘isn’t real’

(It’s kinda sad I can’t marry that man though…? It was love at first sight in OG game and people think Solomon’s down bad, I’m hella clingy when it comes to close relationships though ☠️ )

(Also random but as kind of a vent the kind of person best for Solomon would be someone who can heal his inner child, yeah? Problem is my inner child is also broken from emotional abuse lol, my issues would not help. I’m not good for him fr)

Hi there, anon!

Let me begin by saying that you are definitely good for Solomon. In fact, I would argue that you would understand him better because of your own issues. You know how it feels, you can relate to him in a way that someone else wouldn't be able to. And I think there's something extremely healing about having someone else to figure it out with. Why can't you and Solomon heal your inner children together?

As for the request, I hope this is what you're looking for! I definitely took the fourth wall breaking idea and ran with that!

You're sitting in your house on your phone, looking at Solomon on the home screen of your Obey Me account. You tap on his sprite and he smiles at you.

"Hm? What is it?" the dialogue says.

"I want you to be real," you say, knowing he can't hear you. "I want to touch you for real."

You sigh, turning off your phone and going about your evening. An hour or so passes and you're now focused on something else entirely when the doorbell rings.

It's odd. You weren't expecting company.

You answer the door and nearly faint from shock.

Solomon laughs gently at the look on your face. "Hi, MC. You wanted to see me?"

You stare at him with your mouth open. "What- I don't- How are you…? How are you here?"

"I'm a sorcerer, MC," he says. "With the right spell, I can make anything happen."

You're a little confused, but is it really worth asking any more questions? He's here and he looks solid. He looks real.

Solomon seems to understand your uncertainty. He reaches out a hand toward you. "I promise it's really me," he says. "Won't you let me show you?"

You couldn't have refused even if you wanted to. You didn't take the time to think about it, just immediately put your hand in his.

Solomon tugs on your hand and pulls you close, wrapping an arm around your waist. The world spins and you're being teleported to a new location.

You gasp when you find yourself looking out at a familiar view. The Devildom stretches out below you, RAD's great structure in the distance, the sparkling city lights next to an elaborately detailed fence. You're standing on a cobblestone street with Solomon's arms around you. The sky is dark, but it always is, here in the Devildom.

"Did you think it wasn't real?" Solomon asks. "Did you think I haven't already fallen for you?"

You clutch at him because this is all so unexpected. "Yes," you admit. How could you have possibly thought otherwise?

Solomon laughs, but it's soft, like he can't help it because you're so cute. "I'm sorry," he says. "I should have come for you sooner. Do you want to stay? For a little while?"

You throw your arms around his neck. "Yes!" you cry. And there are tears on your face because you're somehow here, with him.

Solomon kisses away your tears. You melt in his arms as he does. He gives you a questioning look, as if he's not sure how far he can go.

You let him know by kissing him. Solomon's embrace tightens around you. You can feel his heart beating against yours - rapid, like he's also overwhelmed by this impossible moment.

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

[ender1821]

session was fine (/lh) highlights for me were gem's power being one of the coolest feeding the "associated with the watchers" allegations and her almost succesful escape of a practically impossible trap (yes im gonna ignore pearl's comment about gem's eye, i want to smash pearl with a hammer after that). and also gem is so obsessed with pearl it’s maddening, sadly pearl is the most oblivious player on the server 💔

so now lets focus instead on the potential of superhero!gem whose body practically dies when she projects her soul and superhero!pearl who excessively worries and protects her in that state while fearing one day gem won't come back to her body :D

we got a session with relatively normal gempearl moments!!! (well. as normal as they can be. anyway)

glad that watcher lore enjoyers are getting fed with watcher-leaning Gem and listener Martyn, i dont go here often but god thats some good material

the wild card this session is honestly very fun!!! mostly banger episodes, i would’ve taken a whole season of just this gimmick ngl but i also see why it’s only for a single session (currently watching Martyn’s ep and god it’s amazing if you ever were/currently are a bnha fan), also Gem trying to get joint custody of the zombies is. peak. gemrot enjoyers get your food

THE PEARL COMMENT…girl…she’s trying so hard to justify failing that trivia bot question it’s just funny. sorry to all the fic writers who have to find a way to justify Pearl not noticing/remembering the eye of ender situation. somehow simultaneously down bad and horrible at remembering what Gem’s done

like i said, the superhero AU stocks are skyrocketing… i dont do superhero AUs that much but if i were to spitball one rn it would be interesting to explore both superheroes Gem and Pearl, who aren’t on the same team/agency but know of each other and have this ongoing rivalry, where their powers are both useful in intel gathering (Gem by projecting and Pearl by flying nearby and listening in on conversations, though Gem’s probably better at it), but they’re also fighting villains on the field, and Pearl’s ability gives her an advantage in combat, while Gem makes up for it with her on duelling expertise

and yeah. maybe sometimes Pearl would fly by and spot Gem using her powers by herself. and maybe Pearl would hover around the area just to make sure nothing happens to her while she’s out of it… she doesn’t really know how Gem’s powers work in its entirety, but better safe than sorry, right?

(one time Gem finds out that Pearl is watching over her body while she’s astral projecting, and she decides to scare the ever living hell out of Pearl by suddenly jumping back into her body with no warning— Pearl nearly falls off a building with how much of a spook that gave her and Gem has never let that go since)

[literatureloverx]

some more romantic Fyodor thoughts since I’m still feeling very much delusional 🤭 but what I think would make Fyodor a good partner is since he’s very old (lived 100s of years) he didn’t “grow up” with modern beauty standards of skinny perfect smooth bodies that are hairless (he probably even finds our modern beauty standards odd). He’s probably got a pretty old type of beauty “standard”/ what he finds attractive

So he wouldn’t bother with body hair, a bit of chub, cellulite or anything that is LITERALLY natural on a women’s body. He would just simply appreciate it all with no manipulated modern view on a woman’s body. You can just simply BE

Aaahh I hope this makes sense? Thats just something I despise about modern men…they’re all so brainwashed by “perfect” beauty and flawless smooth skin and unrealistic body proportions, they criticise women’s bodies endlessly it’s like they’ve never seen a woman in real life but only on social media💔 I just need a man that lets my body be itself without getting grossed out by one singular hair on my arm

(plus kinda nsfw but another green flag is that this man probably never once watched porn, and never will lust about any woman in a disrespectful manner)

- 💓 anon

Well, you can share as many thoughts as you wish. I am sure your siblings are delighted about it.♥️

I do think it is very likely true that Fyodor would hardly care for modern beauty standards. But at the same time, he is incredibly meticulous. I am not sure if my opinion is truly asked here, or if you were simply sharing your thoughts, but I think we should not forget that Fyodor is far more toxic than we often anticipate.

He loves the arts, and canonically, it is one of the very few things that bring him joy. Do you know what that means, my dear? When something becomes your only genuine source of joy, it becomes everything to you. It defines your standards, your ideals, your expectations. I believe he would be quite severe in his preferences because of that. He would likely romanticise his own, personal ideal of beauty and declare it the “ideal woman” without question.

I would agree wholeheartedly regarding body fat and softness; after all, such traits were admired in Renaissance art, Baroque portraiture, and even earlier in classical antiquity. Fyodor would almost certainly find that genuinely appealing. But body hair? It truly depends on the type and location we are talking about here, but I very much doubt he would tolerate it easily. Fyodor is meticulous. He does not touch others lightly. He is tidy, deliberate, and strict, not just with others but with himself. If we are taking a brutally realistic view, I would say he might even be weirded out by visible body hair and expect rigorous grooming habits from his partner. (Hygiene is not optional for him; it is sacred.)

I also think people overlook that Fyodor’s great age brings its own burdens in thought processes. He sees himself as superior, detached from the mortal coil in many ways, and because of that, the expectations he holds would be impossibly high. You would be expected to reach them. Otherwise, you are likely not worth his time.

Finding beauty in nature and distinguishing it from hygiene are two entirely different things. Fyodor is a perfectionist. He would have witnessed centuries of shifting standards, only to spiral away from them and create his own, quietly unyielding preferences.

(If you are curious, I have actually dissected Fyodor’s “ideal type” once and included pictures and explanations about the physical traits he might be drawn to. You can find it in the Fyodor masterlist, if you would like to have a look.)

So yes, I do believe he could appreciate natural softness, real curves, the delicate beauty so often erased by modern expectations. But refinement, discipline, and immaculate self-care would still be non-negotiable. In his eyes, that would not be vanity, it would be respect for the ideal he has built.

That being said, I always love reading your thoughts about him. It is wonderful to see how deeply you think about these things. Thank you again for sharing them with us.♥️

And yes, my dear. It all makes perfect sense. I get you. I would recommend you to find yourself a man who either has no social media or is simply not active on them (the biggest green flag ever), because the ones who are active simply lack something I am not going to name because I do not want to be rude.

And… being grossed out by a literal arm hair is the weirdest thing I have ever heard. Some people are so strange, truly. I am wishing for you to find a man to your heart’s content.♥️

And yes, Fyodor probably finds people who watch porn to be sinful anyway, haha. (One of the reasons why he would not want me is because I am feeding my children with BSD smut.)

[miloway]

Life update: I have been REALLY GOING THROUGH IT GODDAMN 😭

1. Saw Taemin in concert, that was dope

2. Bsf got a promise ring from her bf which now means my stereotypical first lesbian situationship with best friend is finally over 🥳 the tension that was once there for YEARS is now gone and I feel light but...

3. So it started 2 weeks ago, I had been interacting with my twt oomfs and realised 3 of them have a similar name, so ofc for funsies I made a list with just the 3 of them and put notifications on for all 3 just cuz I liked interacting with them, no biggie! Right?

Well... then they started flirting with eachother under each other's posts and replies which I could see all of and I also joined in, cuz flirting is fun. Then the flirting started getting serious and shit... And I'm like damn, I'm starting to feel a bit left out 😢 THEN in the middle of the taemin concert on Tuesday during a short break I saw the notification...

One of them claimed the other 2 as their wife and husband and I'm like oooh so i can't tell if they're joking or if they're legit in a relationship... Hahaaaa let me leave a joking comment asking them not to forget me (which they answer to saying they won't)

Then in the following days their notifs started harassing me... The flirting, so much flirting, and that point I realised oh shit I really like all 3 even if it's just platonic and not romantic, I just wanna be a part of their polycule 😭

Then they start to post screenshots from a group chat and a discord server with just the 3 of them, so at this point I'm feeling alienated and I don't even have the guts to flirt with any of them anymore. And I kinda lose my shit on my priv account (I am very dramatic) I even post something about being depressed on my main and one of them responds comforting me 😭😭😭 and I'm like goddamn you don't even know this play is about you 💔

The flirting continues and slowly I start seeing more "I love you"s in the notifs and I'm like, Oh. They're actually in a relationship aren't they, well shit. Now I feel like I'm butting in where I don't belong but I still like all of them and still want to interact with them so I keep their notifications on.

Then I stupidly make the mistake of mentioning on main that I have a priv and one of them replies asking to become moots on each other's privs... Well ofc I accept, but not before deleting every single twt I made about them, then another one makes a priv and I'm like sure fuck it, I'll add them to my priv too, so now I can't vent on my priv without outright saying what I'm talking about (I have to be vague and shit) so I'm venting here instead :D

Now I'm getting to the point where idk how much more of this I can take, I'll be waiting until the end of this week to decide if I turn off their notifs or not 😭

This keeps reminding me of situations that I've ended up in with my bsf like... Sighhh I wanna vent about it but I don't wanna air out her business so now I feel a bit stuck (I should write some songs) anyways there are many similarities to situations I've been in the past 🥲

I always end up stuck as an outsider trying to get in to another's relationship, or atleast it's feels like it, it never happens but I just crave to be apart of it but ik thats impossible for me. I just can't help but think I'll never be good enough for that and I'm never worth being someone's priority, so I stick to the sidelines, just watching as my heart cracks every time I witness a scene. Why can't I be a part of that, why can't I love right, why do I know that if it actually happens, I'll hurt the other with the only way that I'm able to love.

Fuck.

[ravensncrowsx]

YALL YALL YALL

I HAVE NEW LORE ITS ACTUALLY UNBELIEVABLE /neg

um tw family issues, lots of yelling, and emotional manipulation and stuff 😍

under the cut this time because tumblr is mean and didnt tell me that my tags cut off :(( also its kinda in tag format cause it was originally supposed to be in tags 💔

YALL YOURE IN FOR A WILD RIDE

I swear to god this shit is actually hilarious

ok objectively we're probably like super dysfunctional BUT HEAR ME OUT

okay so very important background information: when this happened it was like. 6pm

SIX PM IM TELLING YOU its like they're not even trying to hide it anymore???

they usually keep the manipulation until like after 9pm at least?? but 6pm is CRAZY

anyway so long story short my sister and i were playing a game and i won and my sister usually wins this game

so ofc i was like bragging saying that i won bcs how could i not??

my sister is like nine btw

anyway we got into a play fight when then turned into a real fight with her trying to hit me as per usual idrc tho

so then my mom came out of the kitchen and was like lecturing us about hitting our siblings

she's like always rlly weird abt play fighting like apparently she never ever fought with either of her own sisters????? like. in any way.

i dont fucking believe that lie

more bg info in case you missed it: apparently my sister hit some guy at school like last week and no one told me

and i was kinda confused and asking about it and my mom told me to never ask about it again

SO then my mom was like “you told me you'd never hit anyone ever again” to my sister (ok ref to hitting that guy? breaking her own rules??)

and my sister throughout this entire thing (which took like 1.5 hours?) was pretty much silent

which like obviously I dont blame her lmao

anyway she was saying the usual like sisters dont fight etc etc

off topic but like bro is this an asian thing or what like why is talking about violence taboo esp within families

anyway I don't remember specifically how it happened

but one thing led to another and suddenly we were talking about the exact timestamps of last night

in case u didn't know last night was terrifying. my mom asked me to do the dishes asap but then turned on the alarm clock sounds

that i FUCKING DESPISE (it makes me cry its horrible) so i was like stuck in my room until it turned off ages later at like 8:30pm

and i was HEALING from that TRAUMATIC EXPERIENCE. so then according to ME i did the dishes at approximately 10pm

according to my mom i did the dishes at 12AM???? TWELVE AM???????

which is???? impossible?? i know this because i was taking late night selfies of my new clothes at 11pm after washing the dishes at 10pm

and went to bed BEFORE 12am. also why would i do the dishes at 12am be so so fr rn omg

BAHAHHAA I CANT WHY DID SHE JUST ASK ME TO DO THE DISHES AGAINN 😭😭🙏 thats acc hilarious

anyway back to the topic we were very heatedly discussing the exact timestamps of me washing the dishes

which tbh i don't even care usually BUT SHES WRONG. shes wrong for this one and i need to tell her that okay like

one hour diffference isnt even that bad but two hours?? esp the difference between 10 and 12???

HOW does she mix this up. im 100% sure that im correct this time im not even kidding

ok ANYWAY one thing led to another again and she started talking to my sister WHO WASNT EVEN INVOLVED IN ALL THIS BTW

she brought up the hitting that guy thing again and she was like "remember what we talked about? rememeber you promised me that you would never ever hit someone again?"

"you shouldn't let those kinds of people get to you, you should always use your words and not your hands"

and "you cant argue with those kinds of people bcs they always think theyre correct and youre wrong so just convince them with your words" etc etc

i KNOW that by "those kinds of people" she meant me like i was standing right there and one of her favorite ways of emotionally manipulating people

is to like talk about that person negatively to someone else like they're not there even though she made sure that that person is listening (it works unfortunately)

the problem is that my sister DIDNT EVEN HIT ME TODAY??

btw shes a hypocrite just wanted to mention it 😋

wrote a lil note to my sister saying im here for her and stuff (embarrassing) (still havent figured out how to bring up the fact that i know shes gay) (double embarrassing)

also very funny and very very petty but my mom has always said that shes never messed up cooking steamed egg before

and right after yelling at us, she messed up the egg and we ended up eating scrambled eggs instead lmao thats kinda hilarious sorry

ALSO GET THIS my mom has mentioned multiple times (not just on this occasion) that im gonna kill my dad if he gets too angry bcs we're misbehaving so. uh

am i allowed to say skill issue or is that

yippee!!

ummm i kinda forgot what else happened sorry i wrote more but it disappeared :[ kinda over it now but that was an. interesting experience. like all other experiences with my parents

craziest part was def all of it happening before even 7pm tho. or maybe my mom thinking i did the dishes at 12am man idk

conclusion: fun times!!!1!!!!!1!!!11!1111