#Bods Answers

[nobodysdaydreams]

bods do you ever think about how in the end hilbert's research meant nothing

I do. And honestly, I think it’s a good lesson for everyone out there who tells themselves “the ends justify the means” or “I need to do this by any means necessary, including trusting really evil and terrible people”. That man needed therapy. I don’t have time to write a whole fic, but… hold on I was messaging Sophie snippets from an AU where Hilbert is haunted by his sister's ghost that I think you would enjoy. Let me copy over the text from discord.

Here we go: Dr. "Alexander Hilbert" faces his demons:

“Dimitri. Why are you hurting him?”

Dr. Hilbert turned to see his sister standing behind him. A ghost? A hallucination? Alien activity?

He does not know. But over time he has learned that while seeing her never gets any easier, it does at least become less surprising.

“I don’t expect you to understand,” he replied, looking back at his work.

“Then tell me. Tell me what happened to my brother,” pleaded Olga helplessly.

“He lost you. He lost the one person he cared about, and he never forgave himself for not doing what it took to save you,” answered Dr. Hilbert, robotically.

“Do you really think these are the kinds of sacrifices I’d want you to make, even for me?” Olga demanded.

Dr. Hilbert sighed.

“No. I know they are not, Olga,” he confessed.

“Then why-”

“- because this is my choice! What I have chosen to do! I will not live in a world where you would have died again. If you cannot stand to look at me again for these choices, then so be it. But I will never stop. Whether you are really here or not, you will need to accept that.”

There was silence for a few moments. At first, Hilbert assumed that perhaps she was gone. It brought him a strange sense of both relief and despair, until he heard her voice once more, condemning him.

“Then…you have killed me twice.”

“You can’t kill someone twice,” Hilbert objected, matter-of-factly, as if he was lecturing his little sister the way he'd lectured her when they were children. “People only die once.”

“Are you sure about that?” asked Olga, stepping forward to stand beside him.

She put her hand on his shoulder.

It felt solid.

Almost real.

Almost.

“…no,” admitted Hilbert, “but I do know that you are not really here.”

“What am I then?”

“Sleep deprivation. An AI hologram. A hallucination. A vision from another life form.”

“Then why are you even bothering to talk to me if you don’t even believe I’m real?” asked Olga, sounding curious, but also almost offended.

“Because… I… I miss you. I miss you, Olga.”

The words felt heavy and terrible. Dr. Hilbert shamefully blinked.

He would not cry. Emotions would only impair his performance, and he needed to focus on his work.

But then, to his horror, he felt Olga put her hand tenderly against his.

Why did it have to feel so real?

“…I miss you too,” she whispered. “But this won’t bring me back, Dimitri.”

“Then what would you have me do?” he asked, finally daring to look at her.

Her expression was hard to read. Olga didn't answer him, she merely looked at her brother for some time before turning her attention to Dr. Hilbert's work, which lay in front of them on a hospital bed.

“What’s his name?” she asked softly.

“Who? him? Officer Lambert,” he replied.

“Is he a good man?”

“...Yes,” Dimitri admitted reluctantly.

“Does he have any living family?”

Dr. Hilbert did not answer her until she prompted him once more. Then he sighed and replied.

“Yes. Officer Lambert has one living family member. A younger sister.”

“Do you think he cares about her?”

“I know he does. Officer Lambert cares about everyone, even if he has a very… obnoxious and overbearing way of showing it.”

“Sounds like another older brother I know. Do you think his sister will be terribly lonely without him?”

“I try not to think,” answered Dr. Hilbert, in a tone he used to indicate that he was not interested in anymore questions.

Unfortunately, his sister did not feel the same.

“What do you think Lambert’s sister would say, if she knew what her brother was going through right now? If she knew what you were doing?” asked Olga.

“She would probably hate me,” he replied honestly. “But I would not blame her for this or hold her feelings against her. She’d have every right to hate me for what I’ve done and what I will continue to do. But this is for the greater good.”

“The greater good?,” repeated Olga. “Would you still say that if someone decided to put me in Officer’s Lambert’s position?”

Dmitri sighed. It was an terrible question, but unfortunately, he knew the answer.

“…no,” he finally confessed. “Of course not, Olga. No one is immune to sentimentality. Not even me.”

“So you’d still say it was right? Even if it was me lying on that table? That this was all for the greater good and the only objection to be had was your sentimentality, a biological predisposition to care for family, an evolutionary flaw and weakness blinding you from your objectively superior moral duty?”

“No! I… I don’t know, Olga. You ask too many questions.”

“And for a scientist, you ask far too little, especially of yourself.”

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That was all I wrote, but I hope you enjoy!

[nobodysdaydreams]

Hello Mutuals! I have now had this blog for exactly one year so please feel free to send in your anon opinions!

New ask game

[cupcakeinat0r]

IMAGINGE DADBOD MIGGY ALL SWEET AND VULNERABLE BC READER IS ALL PREGGY WITH HIS BABY AND BC OF THE HORMONAS YOU CANT HELP BUT BE ALL SHY AROUND HIM OR SOMETHING HDHHDHD 🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠

Dad Bod Miguel DURING a pregnancy?? Oh I’m sat, babe.

Mans hands n eyes r NOT leaving ur body.

u would not lift even a finger omg.

u were the one praising him for his body before the pregnancy, now he’s the one doing all the worshipping cuz he haaaaates seein the mother of his child feel bad when her normal clothes don’t fit anymore oooooo lawd, the voicesssss………

[nobodysdaydreams]

@sophieswundergarten Now in my defense, I didn’t click “expand” when I was scrolling through my dash. Sometimes I just see mutual has an idea, and I’m like: “yeah!”, no questions asked.

However, even if I had clicked “expand” I would still have liked the post. Sophie, please for heaven’s sake don’t feel pressured. I’m behind on Wolf359 and SOS. You’ve been making podfics; you even watched some of TGWDLM! Trust me, no one is mad at you. That’s your answer.

[rodolfoparras]

!?!??!?!?!1?

Thinking about dad bod Price who catches everyone’s eyes because he’s tall got a big buff frame and people can’t help but imagine what it would be like to be pinned under his weight 18+

But what they don’t know is that the very same man likes to be the one pinned under someone’s weight, specifically yours, his boyfriend’s weight, his big body bent in half, taking up most of the space on the bed, thick thighs obscenely spread while you plunge your cock into him

The bed is creaking under your shared weight, beadstead threatening to snap under his strong hands, his soft tummy and pecs jiggling with every thrust of your hips as grunts and groans escape his lips

Or how he absolutely loved to ride you despite the size differences, big strong hands clinging onto the bed frame to steady himself and to elevate some of the weight as sinks down on your dick,his thighs quivering, stomach clenching, huffs and pants escaping as he continues to take you inch by inch, eventually you bottom out and you almost feel engulfed by his big broad frame- caged under his weight, as he uses you however he pleases

Or having him sprawled out on the bed with you buried between his legs and eating him out, he’s got his thick thighs tightly locked around your head, almost robbing you off air, and he’s even got a strong palm at the back of your head, pushing you deeper into his cunt, from where you lay you can see the soft folds of his stomach, can see his his pecs spilling out to the sides, hair mused, face flushed, can see how absolutely beautiful he looks while you eat him out

Or having him bent over desks or pushed against the walls and having his strong frame shake the furnitures with your every thrust, he doesn’t even have to let out any noises for the neighbors to know what the two of you are doing

Or how many people will look at him and think a man like him is invincible and untouchable yet under those clothes, his big broad frame is covered up in your marks

[bringerofdarkness-fancomic]

Bringer of Darkness: Arc 1, Page 28.

That can't be good....

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[nobodysdaydreams]

Accidentally a Long Anon, and not really a question or anything, just waxing on about silly ideas

In my imaginary perfect Wicked, one of the things I’d change (among other stuff) would be to extend the “as long as you’re mine” era (not in a sexy way (personally the canon sexiness doesn’t make sense to me but I’m very ace so maybe that’s why?)) where Elphaba and Fiyero are hanging out together— and they get to kick ASS. They’d be such a wild team together (“together we’ll be the greatest team there’s ever been…” musical motif wistfully in the background) it might give Elphaba an energy boost, and she’s got direct insider knowledge from her new sidekick. And they’d help lots of Animals escape Oz, swashbuckle guards, and they’d realise that they for-reals love each other 🥺 as they gaze into each others eyes, 🥺🥺 which are obviously reflecting the romantic lighting from a huge explosion of an Animal prison or something. 🥺🥺🥺

Actually have a little happy time together where things look up, until the Twister incident happens. I’d give them a montage of badassery before it all goes wrong.

Since they’re not cohabiting at Kiamo Ko castle HQ at this time, (I wish, haha. Wicked witch and her traitorous henchman living in their cartoonishly evil lair, wreaking havoc and dastardly deeds upon the poor wizard 😔 maybe in another life) would they be camping in the woods and hiding out in charitable Animal’s barns and Airbnbs? Windmills and such. Oh oh oh, an abandoned windmill date/song sounds awesome- Fiyero would be climbing all over the moving parts like it’s Tornado Wheel 2. They could climb onto a big outer blade and ascend uuup, into the last sun rays of the day, looking out over the landscape as far as the eye can see, before it rotates them back down, back into evening shadow. (Maybe in a foreshadowing way T_T oh it would be even more foreshadowing if it was just Fiyero on the windmill blade, and Elphaba was up on her broom, staying in the light for a little longer as the wheel rotates Fiyero down and away, grinning up at her. Putting my head in my hands ;_; Hyping her up saying that she can do anything, and he’d do anything for her T___T)

…

I kinda chuckle at the mental image of poor Prince Fiyero, living out in the woods without his fancy shampoo and razor and lotions and monogrammed pyjamas and slippers and satin sheets, and going a bit feral. Getting a bit unkempt. (In a perfect world he’d get an “I work with elphaba now” outfit, and it would slay) Growing his hair?! A love so strong not even a terrible terrible moustache can’t keep them apart :,) Ok maybe not the moustache. 😂 Unrecognisable to everyone except Elphaba and Glinda, maybe save for his eyes. (Glinda would scream, then recognise him, then scream again with renewed horror at what has become of him: he’s become… rugged…) So scruffy he’s compared to a scarecrow. But having the best time of his life.

That’s what’s floating around in my head right now, hopefully you enjoy 😂

I love everything about this anon. If Fiyero and/or Galinda tried to join Elphaba and live on the run in the woods with her, she'd have to stop them from eating poisonous berries. Actually, she'd only have to stop Galinda, but the only reason Fiyero wouldn't need to be stopped is because he already tried to eat the berries as a child and his horse stopped him.

[nobodysdaydreams]

hardcover or paperback (because it's usually cheaper)? bookstore or *and* library? bookmark or receipt? stand alone or series? nonfiction or fiction? thriller or fantasy? under 300 pages or over 300 pages? children’s or ya adult, I say as a proud adult with a fandom blog dedicated to literature targeted towards children? friends to lovers or enemies to lovers? read in bed or read on the couch? read at night or read in the morning? keep pristine (I learned my lesson with markups) or markup? cracked spine or dog ear?

I'll leave this an open invitation for any mutual that wants to do this!

hardcover or paperback? bookstore or library? bookmark or receipt? stand alone or series? nonfiction or fiction? thriller or fantasy? under 300 pages or over 300 pages? children’s or ya? friends to lovers or enemies to lovers? read in bed or read on the couch? read at night or read in the morning? keep pristine or markup? cracked spine or dog ear?

[k-wame]

Emerald Fennel Writer/Director of 'Saltburn' Breaks Down the Arrival Scene from 'Saltburn' for Vanity Fair Magazine via Youtube

[zhukzucraft]

Can't believe Joel Smallishbeans skips leg day

he got nerfed so that the sheer magnitude of his good looks doesn't destroy the universe

[mjrtaurus]

Dragon isn’t typically a biter in bed, he likes to bite, nibble a bit. But it’s more autism than sexual

Crocodile on the other hand has a strong desire to mark his territory at all times, he bites a lot and it’s very sexual

However around December when Crocodile gains his yearly winter weight he will inevitably end up with many teeth marks around his hips thighs and ass from his husband.

He’s… plush. So soft and warm and he just has to gnaw on him for a little bit. He just has to.

Crocodile enjoys it very, very much��� and returns the favor with much delight.

[nobodysdaydreams]

An explanation of the question marks:

I think I’ve beta read before, I’m like 99% sure but can’t think of a specific example

all my fics are technically self-indulgent because I enjoy them but I haven’t really written a fic and been like “this is just for me”. Well, maybe my crack fic

and technically, I am a published professional writer. I just don’t write fiction.

“Bods what about the role playing square?” I have never done that in any way that can be proven, hope this helps. 💕

I love that “published an unbeta fic” is a square. My fics gets beta read by the mutual brave enough to take the first read of the published version and catch all my mistakes. 🫡

Tags: @heycerulean @mvshortcut @plentyghosts and anyone else who wants to play!

tagged by the lovely @ohno-elrond

(link to blank bingo card here)

no pressure tags: @themareverine, @oh-great-authoress, @gauntletgirlie, @zoya-olenko, @ruralnorth, @saurongorthaur9 and anyone else who wants to join!

[foxyslittlegarden]

Papyrus and Professor Layton interacting!

*smells like spaghetti*

[freezybreezyy]

Not JUST paunch on sol... you have the power to make art on a timeskip from Food For Thought, and you can give Sol any body type you want. Paunch? Sure. Dad bod? Musclegut? It's all in your hands

i will draw this at some point soon but i feel the need to say that this ask made me lightheaded

[nobodysdaydreams]

Thank you so much for the tag!

I don’t know if I can tag someone per word, but I’ll tag a few people.

Here it is:

SQ sighed in despair.

A secret door. Of course. Yet another one of the ridiculously unnecessary evil things his dad and his aunt had in common.

I hope you guys like it! Here are some tags: @changelingchangewing @sophieswundergarten @itsgoghtime @myfairkatiecat @heyitsthatonesmolgay @kaslynspeaks

Tagged by @informedimagining to share my last written sentence and tag the same number of people as there are words to share there is.

I barely write but I did recently work on my soft zoyalia fanfic:

“My Love,” Nikolai gently placed a kiss on her gleaming hair.

Tgging some writing folks if they’re interested:

@dangerously-human @womaninwinter @demigoddess-of-ghosts @worldofkaeos @wraith--2 @nobodysdaydreams

[0f-zer0es-and-0nes]

Respectfully, i bet your wife is LUCKY as HELL to be with such a hottie like you.

- ourple anon

[and P.S, for the artist, you draw him so shaped /pos i love this man]

... SORRY? WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THIS.