#God of Mailboxes

[wereweasel-by-eric-deschamps]

Everyone underestimates Hermes until they realise pipe bombs can be delivered by mail.

[nousporix]

i need to know, after some time i feel like anaxa will warm up to reader, and wouldnt it be nice if reader was aloof but warm and gentle, im just picturing a scenario where reader is as independent as anaxa is, but when anaxa seeks them out, they always indulge him with open arms. i was wondering if you could write a small scenario abt that? man i live for fluffy moments of understanding 😌🙏

(hows ur day been so far? love your works!!)

gasps.. clutches my pearls... this is my first request in years, oh my goodness.. (/pos) i'm currently on the train omw home from work, so i can't guarantee perfection, but this is a really sweet idea, so i'll do my best! ♡

contrary to popular belief, anaxagoras does not have a short temper. he is passionate, opinionated, steadfast and stubborn, but very slow to anger. others do have to tread lightly whenever breaching the topic of the divine with the professor, but otherwise, he is patient. objective, perhaps, but patient all the same.

that said, professor anaxagoras seemed a bit touchy today. the students of the grove often gossiped amongst themselves during what little down time they have, and on more than one occasion, you've heard several of them complaining about how strict the infamous professor was being today. according to them, he wasn't listening to any explanations, outright denying one-on-one meetings, and snapping at students for the smallest offenses.

it'd be concerning if you didn't know the professor so well. wherever anaxagoras goes, hyperbole is bound to follow. there's probably some truth to their claims; he's not above doing any of those things, after all. but with everything in this world, there's always more than meets the eye. (literally.)

after listening to the complaints of one too many nousporist students during their tutoring sessions, you decided that you would pay the professor a visit once your schedule cleared up for the day. you still had plenty of paperwork to get through – grading and transcribing the day's debates were on the agenda – but you leaned over and scribbled a quick note to yourself to drop by in a few hours.

but fate had different plans. after meticulously combing through your paperwork for about an hour, a light rapping at the door steals your attention. irritation pricks at you. you definitely put a sign on your door that said you were out and wouldn't be back until much later — it's a lie, but it guarantees that no one will distract you. yet the person on the other side knocks again, disregarding the sign. you heave a sigh. either the student can't read, they're having an emergency, or—

"it's me."

you set down your writing utensil immediately and head over to your door. you'd recognize that voice anywhere. "professor anaxagoras," you breathe the name of the man before you. "how can i—?"

anaxa doesn't greet you. he walks into your office and stands at your bookshelf, browing your catalogue for something that piques his interest. "haven't you anything new?" he asks.

you follow his actions with your eyes. "you already know the answer, professor," you say. "you ask this every time you stop by."

in spite of this, he reaches up and strokes the spine of a book bound by dromas leather. he pulls it free and begins to leaf through it with a practiced hand. "there is always a chance that something new might appear." content with his choice of book, he makes his way over to the chaise lounge near the window and makes himself comfortable. after a few seconds of skimming the pages, his eye flicks up towards you. "are you simply going to watch me from over there?" he asks.

you blink at him briefly before a smile brightens your face. "are you inviting me to join you, professor?" you tease.

anaxa blinks back. "are you going to keep referring to me as professor behind closed doors?"

you glance at the door. "technically, it's still open."

"cheeky today, are we?"

"furthermore, shouldn't i be the one inviting you to join me? this is my office, after all."

perhaps your eyes are playing tricks on you, but you think you see the corners of anaxa's lips twitch. "come and sit," he says. as you allow the door to click shut, you hear him add a soft, "please."

not one to deny him anything, you cross the room and stand in front of him. you don't want to sit just yet — you're curious about the rumors surrounding his behavior today. "professor—" you start, but a sharp glance from him makes you correct yourself. "anaxa," you begin again. "were you bullying your students today?"

he closes the book around his index finger so as to not lose his place. "when have i ever done such a thing?"

"a few nousporist students had quite a lot to say about you." you smile down at him as he tilts his head up to see you better. "your reputation precedes you."

"i'm aware." now that you're really listening to him, you can hear something akin to annoyance coloring his words. when you point it out, he shuts his eye and begins to explain. "if criticizing the work of my students and prioritizing my research counts as bullying, then yes, i suppose i was."

you bark a laugh. "i wasn't expecting you to admit it."

anaxa scoffs and begins to frown. "i'm not so immature as to deny that i was... a bit more stern today than usual."

"and why might that be?"

he doesn't answer right away. instead, his expression smooths out as he gazes at you in silence. then, "how long has it been since we've had alone time like this?" he asks.

the question takes you by surprise. you press your thumb between his brows gently, your heart skipping when he closes his eye peacefully. "it's been a while," you reply. and now that you're really thinking about it, it has been a while, hasn't it? living with the professor doesn't necessarily mean that you see each other often, what with the two of you working late hours. you put extra care into your lesson plans while anaxa could spend days in his lab. these days you've been kept apart by the coming end of the semester; anaxa's been busy drafting review seminars and you've been swamped by his overwhelmed students, each of them desperate for extra guidance that he refused to give. in short, you haven't had much time for one another lately.

wait a minute. you cup his face with one hand. "anaxa," you call him.

anaxa's gaze never leaves yours as he leans into your touch ever so slightly, the gesture leaving you breathless. "yes, my dear." he brings his hand up to cover yours. "i'm right here."

you have to bite your lip to contain yourself. "were you upset today because you haven't seen me in a while?" you ask.

under normal circumstances, anaxa would be offended at such a ridiculous accusation. the great blasphemer himself would never be so undignified as to snap at others because he craved the attention of his beloved. and yet he doesn't snap at you — not a single denial leaves his lips. instead, he turns and presses a feather-light kiss against the inside of your wrist. his lips linger over your pulse, where he can surely feel the rapid thrumming under your skin. your beloved silently peers at you, examining you closely from where he sits.

only when he moves again to put his cheek in your hand do you feel it: the heat that wasn't there before.

(not a single soul would believe you if you told them about this. the pompous performer, the great scholar anaxagoras himself petulantly snapped at everyone around him becauss he hadn't spent time with his lover in a long time.)

rather than tease him, you lean down and kiss at his flushed face, chuckling when he mutters a weak protest. "i missed you too," you say between kisses. "i missed you very much, anaxa."

anaxa says nothing in response. you can only assume his latent embarrassment has rendered him speechless. he makes no move to push you away; anaxa brings his hand up to halt your movements, bringing his forehead to yours. a silent request for a proper kiss, you recognize. you indulge him, kissing him sweetly. the kiss is slow, something the two of you are grateful for.

when you part, anaxa whispers, "sit with me."

and who are you to deny him?

i'm so nervous.. i haven't done this in such a long time.. i'm sorry if this isn't exactly what you asked for/is kinda ooc, i just got kinda carried away;; i really hope you like this, anon 🥺

[sunniques]

OMG YES MANIPULATIVE PROFESSOR WONWOO

— teacher’s pet

cw/tw: degradation, manipulation, yandere themes, dubcon, oral sex (m), riding, unprotected sex, creampie

“God, you’re just a dumb little slut, aren’t you?”

Your eyes are teary as you gaze up at your professor. It’s not that you were purposely trying to fail his class. In fact, you spent hours studying and trying your hardest to understand the material. You thought this time you’d be able to pass the test without Wonwoo’s help, but once again you had overestimated your abilities.

“S-Sorry.” You mewl out as your professor slaps his cock against your cheek. His precum smears across your face as you keep eye contact. “I tried my best. I swear.”

He knows you did. You’re such a good girl that you went out and studied so hard that you got a nearly perfect score. But you can’t know that. This lovely fantasy he has going will come to an abrupt end if you find out you don’t need him to pass, and that can’t happen.

“I know, sweetheart. Can’t help that your dumb little brain just thinks about cock all day.”

Wonwoo groans when you lean forward to take his dick into your mouth. You greedily lap up his precum, eager to placate him and make him forgive you. Your soft tongue caresses his slit as you deep throat him.

“Fucking shit.” Wonwoo hisses. “That’s it, baby. Keep sucking my cock.”

You do. You keep sucking and licking his cock until he’s shooting his cum down your throat. As always, you swallow it hungrily, wanting nothing more than to please your professor.

Wonwoo’s eyes are dark as he pulls you on his lap. He presses a messy kiss on your lips, loving how you taste mixed with him. Guilt and remorse are things he can’t feel when it comes to the situation. You love being his little cumdump, and he loves how much you love it.

“Show me how sorry you are, sweetheart.” Wonwoo groans as you sink down on his big cock.

Imediately, you start to bounce on him, fucking yourself on his dick like it’s all you care about. You’re moaning and whining so prettily, crying out his name as his weeping tip reaches a spot inside you that no other man has ever touched.

Your pretty tits are bouncing in his face, and Wonwoo can’t stop himself from taking one of your hard nipples in his mouth. He groans around the sensitive bud, tongue swirling and flicking it before he nips on the sensitive skin with his teeth. You tighten around him, staining his cock with your arousal. It makes him grab your ass to help you fuck his cock.

“Fuck, sweetheart. If only you were as good at my class as you are at riding this dick.” Wonwoo growls as he starts to thrust up into you.

You moan loudly, not caring that anyone could walk by his office and hear what you two are doing. The back of your eyelids are painted with stars, and all you can focus on is the heat pooling in your stomach.

“Cum inside me! Please!”

Wonwoo smirks at how needy you sound. He really has turned you into the perfect little cockslut.

“Shit, baby. You’re lucky you’re my favorite student.” Wonwoo groans as he starts to fuck up into your hot cunt. “Can’t ever say no to creaming in your tight little pussy.”

His words trigger your orgasm, and all you can do is chant a string of thank you’s like the mindless slut you are. Your hips keep moving until you feel your professor shoot his sticky cum inside you. It soothes the ache you’ve felt since you met him, but you know it won’t be long before it returns. Luckily, your professor is kind enough to help you through it all.

[goomyloid]

i dont personally ship kriselle because i dont really think abt deltarune ships much but i love reading your impassioned essays on the topic. hell yeah. you Understand them in very good and interesting ways and i love reading that character analysis and your thoughts on it despite not really being a shipper myself

thanks!! im still surprised people are actually interested in hearing what i have to say about them.... my brain and my heart work in conjunction picking them apart... even if my heart puts them in some kind of romantic setting, my brain is playing 4D chess overanalyzing every single thing that they do and say.... as is the way of a shipper whose pairing is not the main/most popular one

[syluses]

omfg. dilf li's anon here w da linksss https://x.com/raonnni/status/1895583523748397087 (this artist has lots of good art chef's kiss) and https://www.instagram.com/p/DKruq8hiRHr/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA== 🙏🏼 i've never been a dilf girl but the older i get the more it makes sense to me LOL

dilf anon OMG i love both those arts u shared but holy crap the first one especially 😮‍💨

thank u SO much for sharing with me. i think i saw this artist’s zayne one (recognizing the style), but i had no idea they made a sylus one too! being a dilf lover makes TOO much sense i’m afraid 😭

[chuluoyi]

Have we celebrated son gojo first bday yet?

oh! for his first birthday, you and gojo put together this little party with your closest friends coming in the attendance!!🥹 your baby is so plump and the cutest in his high seat—satoru ordered a miniature baby throne chair online just to sit your baby on it🤭

“he is a copy of gojo, it’s actually scary,” shoko mumbles, pinching your son’s chubby cheeks as he babbles at her. she finds herself smiling despite herself before turning to you. “i can’t believe you really gave birth to his spawn.”

“hey, rude!” satoru takes clear offense, swatting her hand away from your unsuspecting baby. “it’s a blessing to have my looks, you know!”

nanami sighs at the exchange, before handing you his gift, a set of baby blankets and pillows. “i hope he grows up well-behaved…”

you smile, thanking him. “so far, he’s been a pleasant company whenever satoru’s away… thank god that he definitely doesn’t inherit his cheeky personality.”

satoru turns to you, visibly dejected. “wifey…? not you too!”

and as the little party goes into full swing, you can only shake your head when your husband steps up his shenanigans—

“ichiji! i told you to bow your head before my son!”

“o-okay!”

“lower!”

and maybe to outsider’s eyes, gojo satoru is probably a deadbeat parent who is smug about his son, but it’s only you—his wife, who knows that he actually cherishes him so much as later that night, your heart warms when you see him dozing off with your sweet baby beside him, a protective hand on his tummy.

[kithtaehyung]

7/7 THEY'RE ALL FREE YOONGI'S HOME WE MADE IT -🦕

that 📝슈가🌟 hit like CRACK

[kxsagi]

STOP UR SO SWEET just for u im giving u this one (that ill never finish and will never post) cuz im awesome (*^▽^)/★*☆♪

and yes OMDHEJR i love ur work sm ive even requested as an anon like. twice. before HAHSHA and to think youve seen my art before is so crazy( ；∀；)

REI YOU'RE KILLING ME HERE

THE FORCE OF HOW ISAGI IS IN YOUR ART STYLE THREW ME ACROSS THE ROOM AND I AM TRYING NOT TO COMBUST

THIS ART IS FINISHED AND I AM GOING TO BELIEVE THAT IT WAS FINISHED FOR ME AND MADE FOR ME

YOU TRULY ARE SO AWESOME AND SO GOOD AT DRAWING HIM GAHHHHHH IT'S ALL OVER THE SCREE-

ahem.

i apologize for my sudden outburst of inappropriate behavior. i am not being a good example to the impressionable young minds who witnessed my descent into chaos.

please rest assured that i will strive to conduct myself in a manner more befitting a role model. one who uses their freaky voice. one who completely attempts to let their delusion consume them. one who, ideally, will boldy proclaim that isagi is MY man and my only man. no one else ever comes close 😚🫶🏻

[francislangdon]

any shenvadi thoughts floating around in your noggin? They have infested my mind and i enjoy reading your takes on things.

walking anxiety attack x chilliest guy in the entire world, oh i’m obsessed with them. javadi needs a guy with calming energy and it would be so amusing if the only thing that breaks john shen’s chill facade is a little nepo baby med student. he cares about her so much and only expresses it through silently gifting her iced coffees in the mornings. she’s never had a boyfriend before and doesn’t know how to act.

and the age gap is hot.

[corpsekeys]

Did you see that Tubbo reacted to your fanart yesterday on stream? :)

WHAT

[technos-mailbox]

Hey, just checking on you, you haven’t left your house at all, as far as I’ve seen, and the dogs dragged me to feed them. If the voices are acting up too much you can always get a couple kills off me, promise.

-Philza

@philzas-mailbox

[The writing is ever so slightly shaky.]

Don’t worry about me, really. They’re slightly worse than usual but nothing to be concerned about. I’ll be fine just ignoring them, and waiting for it to pass, thank you though.

-Technoblade.

[In truth, they were near wailing at him, clawing at the confines of his mind. He could normally deal with the quiet whispers, perhaps going and murdering a few livestock, but he wasn’t sure what to do this time.]

[critterbitter]

What do you know- I'm trying out the askbox *eyes*

anyway I just wanted to say that high-key I think I'd follow any content you make at this point bc your art brings me so much joy. That doesn't tend to happen super often since i am,,,, very much so a hyperfixation-focused person HAHA

regardless I'm not exactly quiet about it but I adore your art and I look forward to each new time you post :D

I WISH i had the capability of pumping out art like you do bc man while I love to draw and have so many ideas all the time picking up the pencil is Hard Dude.

Also! In a recent post you mentioned the whole Twin Dragons AU and HC that people love to have- I'd be super curious as to your opinion on it!

-( ╹▽╹ )

I SEE YOUR TAGS AND IM.

I’ll have to slow down at some point on that Submas Grind, but the hyperfixation throes are REAL. Thank you for inhabiting the tunnels with me! People that tag and cheer artists on are the real mvps of the art economy.

As for twin dragon aus!

I’ve always seen Emmet as more zekrom esque, and Ingo more reshiram esque. Is it cause the typing matches their starters? Maybe, hehe.

Ultimately though, the guys are too multifaceted for me to easily split them into truth and ideals.

I also see the legendaries as Eldritch Abominations Beyond Understanding, so having the dragons in my iteration become the twins would, uh, have consequences. The funny goofy story would dip into horror territory instead. (Reshiram demands only truths, and anything not Absolute will burn. And zekrom’s ideals are beyond human understanding, and trying to understand the mad tangle of thunder would drive somebody insane.)

(I’m a huge tma fan. Can you see it? Man.)

((Also N’s a scary mofo for summoning reshiram. I’m digging directly into the whole “twin heroes have a civil war and it destroyed unova” backstory that pokemon set up, and the more I think about it the stronger my dread mounts at the idea of Zekrom OR Reshiram casually flying overhead.

But this is also just how I see the legendaries of the pokemon world! Lugia sinks islands. Groudon covers towns. Arceus loves the mortal world, and mourns because its immortality only brings grief. Giritina hates, because it’s the ghostly remains of every one of Arceus’s mistakes given drive, banished into the distortion realm. Normal stuff!)

You sly dog, you got me monologing! But here’s the tldr: Not sure i’ll ever make my own serious Dragon AU that follows my internal world building for pokemon. I’m too attached to my favorite trope: “the smallest people can still initiate the biggest of changes”, and I’m too attached to my other favorite trope: “legendaries are actually gods and you Should Be Frightened.”

So that’s why, in this essay, if the trio gets turned into pokemon, I’d make them route 1 run of the mill rats. Because rats can do whatever they want.

(Plus, patrats and pachirisu aren’t banned from the subway battles last I checked.)

If i had to make a goofy crack dragon au though, I think this would be the result:

The whole story would just be the trio and historians trying to figure out what the hell the twins got turned into, and concerns of other people becoming pokemon as well. So far, people are convinced they’re a paradox version of an archen. (I mean…)

(Alternate take of THAT, where elesa gets turned into a victini.)

[serenadeofsunshine]

Good morning I was so insane last night I forgot to show off the nuclear bombs that went off and caused me to go insnane. Are You Guys Seeig These hooooolyyyyyy molyuyyyy

[angrycheesegirl]

Honestly if we just look at the events of 2016 and Eternal, Samuel Hayden might be the funniest character of all time.

Imagine being the ultimate Billionaire Businessman. You own the largest company on Earth, you have more money than you can ever know what to do with, you have the greatest minds of a generation working for you. You've literally defeated death by having your brain placed into a robot body, and you've since managed to solve a worldwide energy crisis and document the literal biblical hell. For all intents and purposes, you are the most important human being to ever live. And then in the span of like a month, you lose literally everything. Your Mars Base gets torn apart by both a rogue employee letting demons free and the guy you specifically kept around to stop her from doing that. And then that guy destroys the energy source you've been selling to Earth because it's the only way to get rid of the demons, and you're forced to go along with it because you can't really stop him. Then when you go back to Earth, your company has gone through a hostile takeover by a LITERAL CULT and the demons are here and ripping Earth to shreds, so you're forced to become a fucking General and fight with Demons. And you lose so bad that your robot body gets torn to fucking shreds and you barely survive. And just when you think things can't possibly get worse, The Angry Guy shows back up to use you as a fucking Alexa with the express purpose of killing the Pope of the Angels. And you just go along with it with no complaints because he'll likely beat your skull in if you don't.

Like, for how much shit that Doomguy put him through across this duology, Hayden is WAY too nice to him. I would've tried to kill the guy at least once, but Hayden just stands (or floats) around like a disappointed parent watching the Slayer basically destroy his entire life.

[goomyloid]

I asked this question to another kriselle shipper. What would your idea for a non snowgrave kriselle ship dynamic be?

but of course... all my weird route ideas build off of normal kriselle anyway so im glad to explain heh

you see. in my Head heres how i think things go. when they were young kris was one of those kids that didnt know how to handle other kids their age being nice to them (like noelle would) so they either scamper off like a mouse or develop that strange little kid crush that kids get. i feel like a lot of people's conclusions are that noelle used to like kris but i actually think, it's the other way around, as in like kris never actually properly resolved their Strange Feelings towards her especially since Tragedy Struck and their families kinda broke apart.

ive said it previously but kris generally strikes me as the type of person to end up dealing with things on their own so as to not trouble anyone... i think they spent a lot of time running away from their feelings about a lot of things, only for it to all catch up to them at once... i think they know they care about noelle a lot despite whatever happens, but they desperately run away from feeling anything More if they can help it (interesting comparison with susie, because she makes kris feel more content with themself, while i imagine kris just thinks they'd weigh noelle down)

noelle just treats them more or less the same as always, maybe behaving more childish alone with them like we see in ch2 (which kris also does to a degree lol) and in a strange way i think her feelings are specifically like? non-romantic? she has not and probably will not """fall""" for them in the traditional sense (sidestepping weird route shenanigans) but there is this intense closeness that she desperately wants and misses from them. even if they werent actually Close Close theyre still close, in a strange way.

also. sigh. ok im gona sound batshit insane for this. hear me out here. ive actually really been thinking so hard about grown up domestic kriselle where they get married for Tax Benefits AND. AND. LISTEN TO ME. um . if you are. at all familiar with the infamous unfinished fanfic known as Umriss, (im sorry) (im sorry) THERE IS. A VERY GOOD FOLLOWUP ENDING BY COURIERNEW. LIKE ITS ACTUALLY SO GOOD. And crafts the most detailed in-character depiction of what can only be described as a romanceless marriage between kris and noelle with their adopted kid but its so good. Its so. Oh it makes my heart feel full and also want to kill myself. but like. I suggest only reading this is you are familiar with Umriss. if you are not then dont ask me about it. or go in blind idgaf. im sorry for even bringing that fic up but ohhhhhhhhhhhhh couriernew interpretation of domestic kriselle is SO tasty and perfect

for those that dont want to read, basically its just noelle saved kris from dying a shut in after all their family members pass away and they basically only have each other. and its so. aughh. its worth sitting through the berdly/susie for .

[kithtaehyung]

this edit is so 3tan yoongi omg

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMSjx4YS7/

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