#could be fun 🪢

[corpish]

do you have any sex goals this year

Mostly just more! And also do a shibari class as a double date with my friend Marney and her bf

ask me stuff!

[crossbackpoke-check]

inspired by @colap1nto <3 and posting here to hold myself accountable: writevember! attempting to write something every day no matter how much and what it is

i am however inventing stipulations for myself so i cannot weasel my way out of it, which includes a valid definition of “write”:

actively put words into a document in the form of a proper fic!!! too many wip not enough hands!!

poems (actually laughed at me coming up with this but maybe i will go back to my roots)

research/meta/primers

tag stories are permissible IF i actually compile and edit them into a readable document that day

editing to post to ao3 (the optimism) is also valid. it takes me so long

i do have concrete arbitrary deadlines for one and a half fics that i would LOVE to finish and post in november (dewey^2 and [redacted :)]) so i’m hoping this helps!! also, this is secretly just a sticker chart where i get to put down emojis for each fic i worked on and check off boxes but a win is a win

day 1:🪻🐈‍⬛

day 2: 😇🤭 (🕒 -> 🕜)

day 3:🫃2️⃣

day 4: 🍎

day 5:🫃2️⃣

day 6: 📑, 💌

day 7:🫃2️⃣ AND ☁️💧. who is she

day 8:🪻🐈‍⬛

day 9:🫃2️⃣

day 10:🫃2️⃣

day 11:🫃2️⃣ we are on a STREAK and also a countdown 🫡

day 12:🫃2️⃣

day 13:🫃2️⃣

day 14: 📬💍

day 15: 😇🤭 (🕒 -> 🕜)

day 16:🫃2️⃣

day 17: 🔴 ⚫️,🫃2️⃣

day 18:🪻🐈‍⬛

day 19:🪻🐈‍⬛, 😇🤭 (🕒 -> 🕜)

day 20:🫃2️⃣

day 21:🫃2️⃣, 🤫 🪽🃏

day 22:🫃2️⃣

day 23: 💯❕

day 24: 🪢

day 25: 🐛🏮🦋

day 26:🫃2️⃣

day 27:🫃2️⃣

day 28:🫃2️⃣

day 29:🫃2️⃣

day 30:🫃2️⃣

WRITEMBER RECAP: an overall sucess!!!! this was so much fun and really forced me to write even if it was only a little bit every day. like, to the point that i'm debating doing a cute little twelve days of christmas snippet fest. absolutely could not have finished and published dewey^2 p2 without this challenge or posted p3 :)

thirty days of writing

twelve different fics worked on

poems: 1

i have no word count for you sorry i wish i did but it is at least over a few thousand words!!!!

times i wrote for a day past midnight (making it technically the next day) but because i was still awake i counted it for that day: at least 17 if not closer to like. 25

tags i forgot what they mean: one. what the FUCK is 🪢??? OH MY GOD I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT THAT IS NEVERMIND

duolingo streak (worked on the same fic in a row): 5

[thelesbianthespianposts]

Pre-Iliad Dashboard simulator

⬜️ iphy-the-princess-deactivated12990415

Eeeee!!! Guess who’s getting married to swift-footed Achilles??!!!

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💪 bestofgreeks

hurts being the only competent Greek warrior but someone’s gotta do it

#aristos achaeon #suck it agamemnon #im so hot #trojan war

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🪢 ilovemywife

I’m so strong for putting up with the other kings of Greece. #Except my bestie o-my-gods-just-let-me-die-omedes the only real one #if I have to hear agamemnon refuse to acknowledge the gods’ help one more time #he has so much hubris #could never be me

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🖕o-my-gods-just-let-me-die-omedes

why do people find Odysseus charming? He’s literally just lying about everything??

🖕o-my-gods-just-let-me-die-omedes

I get it

#i would legit die for him #hes the best of all of us ok?? 245 notes

👁️ pleaseimaprophetiswear

PLEASE SOMEONE LISTEN TO ME

🗡️ agamemnon

yes?

👁️ pleaseimaprophetiswear

SOMEBODY ELSE

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👑 prettiest-girl-ever-derogatory

Day 57 in Troy: living my best life, my new “husband” was away today thank the Gods. I heard there’s going to be a war over me. Love the sentiment but it’s a little much y’know?

#my husband is so nice but he’s so dramatic #hes pooled together all the armies in Greece to come together #no hector hate in the reblogs ok? #hes actually pretty ok #we make fun of paris together

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🏹 paris-not-the-city

Ok poll to prove I’m not crazy

No nuance option bc I wasn’t given one

#not my fault #its clearly aphrodite #olympian gods #i didn’t know kidnapping the queen of sparta would have consequences

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✨ queen-clytemnestra

im going to kill my husband. with an axe

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[melpomenelamusa]

Melpómene´s whump stories archive

To celebrate the new year, I've decided to share with you some of my favorite whump stories I read this year as a thank you to all the authors who share a little bit of their world with us 💜✨

My plan is to update this list annually and have it function as a sort of personal archive for me, hehe, but you can use it too if you'd like! 😁

Melpómene's personal favorites:

🩸Shattered (by @oddsconvert): An anti-human-blood-drinking vampire doctor tries to save the life of a human who for years was the bloodbag of a vampire I really hate.

🔪Total $hit$how (by @befuddled-calico-whump): 5 misfits escaping prison for their criminal records are hired by a mysterious organization to stop another mysterious, but more evil, sci-fi organization (Benji, my son).

🩸Blood and tears (by @whumpisgoodwhumpislife): A little half-vampire is suffering too much and a human decides to take care of him and protect him (They are both my babies).

🪄Forsaken (by @inhurtandincomfort): A young wizard, condemned by a pact he made with a misterious entity in the past, is trained and used as a living weapon by a malevolent institution in a fantasy world. Ft. some loser boy mad scientist.

🎣In troubled water (by @whumpisgoodwhumpislife): A little mer anglerfish suffers. That's it. Also known as "my poor fish baby".

⛅Worthless (by @livelaughwhump): The best example of "trauma changes you". (P.S. When I catch you, Christian...).

Others amazing stories I've read/I'm reading:

📸Smile for the camera! (by @morning-star-whump ): A boy is kidnapped by a psychopath from the deep web. His parents and his little boyfriend try to find him (Andre Vazquez is the best character).

👑Darius & Mianu (by @geode-crystal): A traumatized prince and his faithful knight/boyfriend want to live happily ever after, but something always happens.

👹The Bahkauv (by @deluxewhump): Three friends decide to buy a magical creature to study; but what seemed like nothing more than a monster or an animal may turn out to be a companion.

⚡Overloaded (by @fleur-a-whump): The son of a supervillain wants to join the good guys, but discovers that "heroes" can be just as cruel as villains.

⚓Voyagers (by @sorrowful-hyacinth): A jerk sea captain captures a jerk mermaid prince and they torture each other. They both deserve it because they're such bastards, but you also feel bad for them and it's complicated.

⛓️A taste of your own medicine (by @oddsconvert): Whumper gets kidnapped and torture along with his ex-whumpee by an even evil whumper. Only one person is having fun here.

👨‍👦With me (by @greatgigintheskiess): A bitter guy living in the woods accidentally rescues a little boy who escaped from an evil laboratory. Parental caretaker my beloved.

🪐Humanity Collector (by @rabbit-flaying): A cosmic creature who likes to collect human things decides to add a real human to its collection (A cosmic horror one-shot).

🧵Writemas 2024 (by @tildeathiwillwrite): A woman suffers the mysterious death (or murder?) of her husband. This is the kind of story I would love to read in a printed book and recommend to my entire family.

🦌Whumpcember 2024 (by @kabie-whump): An evil wizard has turned Santa's reindeer into humans, who now have to live with their new bodies. A series of shorts with very interesting and cute characters that I definitely need to keep reading if I could.

🪢My favorite stories by @writinglittlepains: Speedster, Aleksander's Plight and Sweet Fins are my favorites!

⚖️Guilt & Revenge (by @what-if-i-just-did): A traumatized ex-bully is kidnapped by the kids he used to bully as a kid because he couldn't afford therapy and is brutally tortured by those who actually happened to be the ones who needed therapy.

🫂We Are TroubleD (by @whumpty-dumpty-doo): Two best friends are kidnapped by a guy who originally planned to capture one of them for ransom, but now is just torturing them for fun.

⛈️Ventis and friends (by @kabie-whump): A half draconic half air elemental and his varied adventures in a fantasy world *kindly slaps Ventis* This bad boy can fit so much trauma in him.

🛡️Drusus & Keme (by @whumperofworlds): Don´t know why it took me so long to add the whumpable husbands to the list. There´s whump! And fluffy married love! And used as bait!

🪦Curse of Withering (by @sir-fenris): A magical boy with the power to kill everything he touches is imprisoned and used as a living military weapon.

🎀Pretty whumpee (by @string-of-broken-hearts): Pretty whumpe and carewhumper. I really need to know the context, I'm so intrigued.

👿Karma's B*tch (by @whumpthusiast): A pathetic guy kidnaps the wrong woman and now it backfired.

👥Group Whumpees (by @haro-whumps): A young man inherits his eccentric aunt's house after her death and discovers that she had enslaved and tortured five servants. It's now his job to try to restore them to a sense of humanity.

🧜‍♀️Fish out of water (by @bilightningwhumper): The unluckiest mermaid I know. This story gives me the vibes of a dramatic soap opera, in a good way.

[cusackswhitehair]

hey im back again.. would you also be up for doing romantic hcs about the bellham/suspicious man too? this part isn't exactly tied to the request, but i imagine whoever he dates to be super weird too considering he says he has deviant tastes. like he could be walking around smelling like straight ethanol and his spouse would just be like

//Desc: TW: Suggestive content (pretty lukewarm don’t worry) Scurrying back for more love to give to these kooks? Sure thing, would do the same thing. Especially with Bellham, I realized I really like writing for him, the guy is such a character. Writing for outlandishly eldritch-ass characters always hits so close to home, like the man would be tucking you in bed at night, kissing your forehead and in the next moment he’s going “Wrong. Bedbug Infestation.” Bellham, the man you are. Thanks for requesting as always! \\

⋆｡𖦹 🪢 Bellham/Suspicious Man Romantic Headcanons 🧪 ⋆｡𖦹

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Bellham, while he wallows in the thought of others struggling in their own minds’ captivity, he’s quite a hedonist himself. Living for his — and his beloveds’ wayward pleasures and tendencies is a must. He’s also prone to worship his admired lover, to cherish them with his eyes’ field, to make them know their worth and superiority. He will quite literally feed you grapes doused in honey. If you were a jewel, he would wear you everywhere, no doubt.

His headless henchmen will also start to serve you, like a secondary master, jumping at your feet like loyal underlings. They are quite sweet and Bellham ( kind of on a “Mi casa es tu casa” basis ) doesn’t even bat an eye, perhaps he’ll click his tongue in dissatisfaction when the henchmen would get a little too pushy on serving you. He would also pull little pranks on them to entertain you, jingling their bell heads while they run around to get it back, all in vain.

If his darling is willing to do so, he will tell them endlessly about his unquenchable interest about Enas. All his observations and fixation materialize in you getting interested in the matter aswell, leading to many unorthodox conversations.

Bellham has been all around the globe, a well travelled man who would love to share all of his observations about this mad, idiosyncratic world. A lot of travels and escapades come into place, where Bellham will be an eager tour guide.

Despite having a rather unnerving look to him, you can spread him on bread for all you know, he’s a sweetheart is what he is. To you at least. Speaking of hands, if his beloved appriciates physical affection, he is more than happy to give it to them. He does have quite the number of hands on him, hugs from those paws are top-notch. Not to mention he can just yoink you right away with the hand under his torso. “OHH. Precious. You Must Know. That I am. All Hand No. Bite. Heheheh.”

Bellham is inclined to enjoy a little ruthless, cruel fun from time to time, but only to entertain his dear lover, of course! He would trap helpless little bugs with his thread and laugh as they would scuffle, toss and turn around in the red weft. “Caught In A Skirmish. Aren’t YOU? Your Worst. FEAR. Doomed Upon YOU. Captivity.” “Oh, Bellham you’re just so wise!”

Of course, if it’s to his beloveds’ heart ( and because he’s a freak ) he will use his threads on you. Even non-suggestively, Bellham will enjoy tying a knot on your finger to express a form of deep companionship and dependence. If it’s on the other way around however… he knows his way around kinbaku and ropes.

With everything in mind, he isn’t perfect unfortunately. Bellham is terrible at texting. Just don’t expect him to get any better. He capitalizes every single word and puts a period right after, it’s a pain to read it. If he even manages to stumble upon GIFS, brace yourself to get the most cheesy, eye sore of a GIF ( probably one of those disgusting, glittery “Good Morning, Have a Great Day” ones ). You can see he’s trying his best.

With all his deviant tastes, Bellham is still quite old fashoined when it comes to love. He would leave flowers at your door all of the time, so don’t be afraid when his henchmen turn up at your door and summon the most breathtaking bouquet of flowers.

Whether their partner likes it or not, and no matter how hard it is to say this, he does smell funky. But not in a way a human being, or any living organism would define smelling “funky” should smell. It’s more of a chemical smell that pricks your nose awhile, you won’t get sick though. Only lovesick if that counts!

It does take some time to get accustomed to all of Bellhams’ antics, but if you do, the next step is to try to outweird him. He does enjoy his partner opening for his deviancies, and don’t think you can’t surprise the old fellow.

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PS: I’ve temporarily closed requests, hopefully not for long, but a good amount of asks have accumulated, so until I finish all of these, it shall be closed ouuuuuuuuuu👻👻👻 Also I got hooked on the game Thronglets from Black Mirror, so those rascals eat up my time too lmaooo

[eeboshmeebo]

🔗I'll always forgive you. 🪢

Monoma x Reader, Hurt/Comfort

It was a beautiful day outside. Layered clouds in the sky with blue peeking through and the sun was hidden behind the clouds so it wouldn't hurt to look up at the clouds.

You would've been in the mood to do so, if not for the fact that...

...

...that Monoma got himself hurt today.

On the day he was supposed to go on a date with you.

You had gotten all dressed up; the outfit that made you feel good about yourself, all your favorite accessories, and even a bit of help from Setsuna, Mina, Hakagure, and some of the other girls that offered to help, and what did he do?

Get one of his legs broken during training because he taunted his opponent a little too much. One of the more volatile ones, probably. Maybe Sato on accident during his Quirk use, or Bakugo. Maybe Izuku, he could get scarily angry when his classmates were being made fun of. Or practically anyone.

However, it was on accident. You knew he didn't mean to, that he looked forward to this date as much as you did. That he didn't mean to leave you hanging. That he didn't mean to...

Thinking about it more was just upsetting, along with the idea of him being hurt. Of looking hurt and vulnerable when he was confident and cute and strong despite what he always tells his friends.

You stood up, forcefully shaking off the gloom that had settled over your thoughts.

This time, you're going to be the one spoiling him and not the other way around, along with a sticky surprise.

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French canelés.

Freshly baked, still sticky from the bakery, and just-packaged. And, of course, paid for by Shoto's dad using his credit card.

You ran to the nurse's office while licking your fingers of the sweet goodness that somehow got onto your hands.

Running, running, running, oh hi Iida, running faster!

You slammed the door open to the infirmary, death-glaring at a robot who beeped before letting you pass. Probably the facial recognition made it do so and not your grimace.

The door closed behind you, effectively preventing Iida from scolding his way after you into the infirmary.

Unlike your rather violent entrance, the way you walked past the other rooms in the infirmary was rather quiet in comparison. Only when you came to a specific room with 物間寧人 next to the room name, you knew he was there.

So, immediately, with the sweetest smile on your fact that you could muster, you broke in.

Well, not exactly, but close enough.

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Monoma's eyes widened as he saw you. Windswept hair, slightly disheveled clothing, a bag in hand, and a smile on your face that sent shivers up his spine, he knew he was in for a lot of trouble.

"Oh... um, hey, darling! Sorry that I-"

"Date."

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Our date."

A cold sweat ran down his body at your tone. Today was date day? Today, date day. And he had to stay in the infirmary to get healed up fully. On date day.

Oh, he screwed it up, didn't he?

He always did, like that class training battle where he got himself captured and was unable to do anything and his class lost.

Like the training camp where he had to stay behind to redo his tests and couldn't help anyone, and everyone got hurt.

Like the battle, where he just stood there and-

He was cut out of his spiraling with a jolt of pain as you settled on his lap and huffed in annoyance as you tried to find a comfortable position that didn't make him wince.

"What're you doing, my dearest? I thought you were angry with me!"

"I am." You responded curtly, opening the bag and revealing what he immediately recognized as canelés. You picked one up, the sheen of caramelized crust glistening even in the infirmary's light...

And you ate it right in front of him.

"These actually taste pretty good. The vanilla custard is nice, mild, and rich at the same time. The crust is crunchy, with the caramelization making it both chewy and crunchy at the same time along with giving it a slight burnt taste to even out the sweetness. And the pastry itself..."

"Darling, stop, please! You know I can't take anymore!"

He could feel himself drooling despite the fact that canelés weren't even his favorite dessert. Maybe it was how you described it to him, how your lips and tongue pressed against the pastry and the way you savored it right in front of him.

Doubled with the fact that you were on his lap, too? Torture.

"Well, I know one way we can share these."

"...pleeeeaaase?"

He saw how you tried your best to keep that angry face, to prevent the softness from breaking through your cold expression. Your lips trembled, but your eyes had already softened as you placed another canelé on your lips and held it there.

"You already know."

His posture relaxed at the fact that you'd let him off easy this time as you moved closer and leaned closer so he didn't have to move much. His crotch had quite a bit of pressure against it from your weight, though that was something that couldn't be avoided.

Monoma took his chance before you could pull away, biting into the pastry bit by bit before he pressed his lips against yours. Despite everything, the taste of your lips was always the best out of everything he's ever tasted.

With the way you melted against him, he was sure you'd forgive him in no time...

The kiss was brief, however, and you grabbed him by the shoulders to announce something.

"Two more dates this week."

Un-negotiable, it seems.

"I'm always up for spending more time with you, my muse~"

"You aren't sweet-talking your way out of this, mister!"

"Oh, but I can. Remember all the times I did so?"

The tension in the air all but disappeared at the teasing remarks he said to you, and the sarcastic but affectionate ones you said back to him.

If he could spend more time like this with you, just you and him teasing each other and eating desserts, he'd be the happiest hero alive.

But he knew you'd basically scold him to death if he did this on purpose repeatedly. So he'd stick with regular dates, and-!

"Darling! What-?"

"Payback!"

And regular nibbles, not ones that left hickeys!

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

Imagine playing "Octodad: Deadliest Catch" with BSD Cast.

Every level is played by different characters. With the help of the randomizer, each of them gets a level they would play.

1. Wedding Bells is played by Atsushi

🐯 Atsushi has been very careful and attentive during the tutorial

🐯 He didn't try to find ties, scared, that it would require destroying the wedding cake.

🐯 Atsushi managed to knock down columns, earning an achievement.

2. Home, Sweet Home is played by Lucy

☕ Lucy got a hold of controls very quickly. Didn't get a single drop of ink.

☕ She spent ten minutes trying to get a tie from the roof. Succeed.

☕ At her first try, Lucy threw the birdhouse instead of hanging it. Got sucked by Chief's machine, getting an achievement.

3. Gervason's Grocery is played by Kunikida.

📒 It was a very long level. Kunikida refused to break or move anything unnecessary.

📒 He hated the "get the soda" part.

📒 He got caught by Chief seven times in a row. Because he stuck on the jam and had no idea you could grab a mop to free yourself.

4. Aquatic Fun Center is played by Fukuzawa

👘 🗡️ Fukuzawa didn't even try to break the line. He waited for his turn to buy a ticket.

👘🗡️ Another one who didn't search for ties. He understands that it was time-consuming, and others wanted to play too.

👘🗡️ After he heard about the secret level, he made a detour on purpose so someone else could play it.

5. Toilet and Trouble is played by Dazai

🪢🦀 Dazai loved the arcade look of the level.

🪢🦀 He didn't rage too much, but there were moments.

🪢🦀 Dazai mostly enjoyed the level, but wanted it to have more dangers.

6. Amazon Arcade is played by Oda

🍛 Oda forgot about the level's tasks and just started playing all arcade games.

🍛 Let his kids have a turn with games.

🍛 Almost got caught in the last part of the level, but managed to fix the aquarium in time.

7. World of Kelp is played by Chuuya

🍷He hated the globe puzzle. Pressing correct buttons was hard.

🍷Despised the climbing part. Almost rage-quit.

🍷 Was pretty sure that someone (Dazai) hacked the randomizer, so he got that hellish level.

8. The Deep Sea is played by Kenji

🐄 Kenji wanted to visit the real aquarium after that level.

🐄 He has a lot of questions about deep-water sea creatures.

🐄 He had fun and enjoyed all activities.

9. Sea Legs is played by Melville

🐋 Melville tried to do the level as fast as he could. Not because he tried to get a record, but because he wanted others to enjoy the game.

🐋 He started telling stories about sea voyages and sailors.

🐋 Thinks, that the whole game is entertaining.

10. Shark Naked is played by Lovecraft

🐙 Lovecraft was silent the whole level.

🐙 Make side comments about octopus' swimming.

🐙 He wanted to go for a swim in real sea.

11. Silent but Dadly is played by Ranpo

🕵🏻 Ranpo couldn't throw things. He got caught a lot of times.

🕵🏻 Had to find disguises during the whole level.

🕵🏻 Ranpo enjoyed thrashing the break room and first floor of the aquarium.

12. Hot Concessions is played by Tetchou

🌸 Tetchou got too carried away and started explaining the correct way to protect yourself if the room is on fire.

🌸 Because he got too carried away, he lost a lot of times. Because of that, he got an achievement for dying 100 times.

🌸 He was silent for five minutes after the end. He was lost in thoughts. Where did Octodad's and Scarlet's two children came from?

13. Dad Romance is played by Mark

♊ Trashed anything he can. Got caught five times.

♊ Was wondering if John knew how to make grape juice and if the game depicted it right.

♊ Truly had fun during his turn.

14. Medical Mess is played by Fyodor

🐀 Fyodor was annoyed when he had to help jerk patient.

🐀 After he got a chance to pick up the jerk patient, he was dragging him around all level. Fyodor even tried to put him in a vending machine.

🐀 The whole level was trashed with jerk patient.

[frownyalfred]

PERFECT PERFECT PERFECT THATS ONE OF MY FAVOURITE THINGS EVER WHEN THAT HAPPENS TOO EARLY AND THE ALPHA JUST HAS TO ACCEPT IT!! EHEHE. OH, GOD, lex with the beginnings of his baby bump just sat on top of dan and absolutely tormenting him with how much fun he's having,,,, clark and bruce in the nest nearby unbothered and happy until poor dan starts actually getting frustrated. cmon guys let lex have his fun!!!! i think there could definitely be some really fun teasing dialogue between the couples here that showcases the fading of boundaries in this relationship and just how comfortable they are interacting while lex and dan are having sex, or even outright stating the way these long drawn out frustration scents are messing with bruce and clark too, and that not being a good idea when bruce is so early postpartum depending on when you have this set. this is so fun i would absolutely die for it. mean taunting playful lex when the thing goes down and dan hands throws his own medicine right back at him and makes the nest smell of pure alpha satisfaction

Yeah! And truly Lex left himself wide open for revenge because if he can keep enjoying himself over and over again….yeah. Trying to keep this somewhat sft! I can’t get thrown in tumblr jail again for posting about 🪢

Also I was 100% imagining superbat having some fun nearby at the same time so it’s really just hilarious contrast between the two couples

[snowflake-bah]

if this is open, could we get any dsmp member, with a masc aligned identity (source can be fem, i dont mind), and everything can be creators choice , just preferably having a lot of cis/transIDs :3 ,

oh! and level four if possible?

𝜗𝜚 PACK # 032 – wilbur soot ( dsmp ) fictive

+ level 4

name : wilbur , will , soot , william , damien , cyrus , death

pronouns : he / him , they / them , it / its , hy / hym , hx / hxm , hi / him , h? / h?m , shx / hxr , ae / aer , ze / zir , xe / xem , ve / vyr , ? / ?s , x / xs , thing / things , gore / gores , blood / bloods , scar / scars , smoke / smokes , cig / cigarettes , rot / rots , spark / sparks , 🚬 / 🚬s , ⚰️ / ⚰️s , 💥 / 💥s , 🩹 / 🩹s , 🐾 / 🐾s , 🌙 / 🌙s , 🩸 / 🩸s

age : 27

species : human

gender : amab transman , agender , zombiething , rotgender , zombieweird , zombieboything , unholything

orientation : bisexual , aroflux , ambiamorous

cisIDs : cis aspd , cis bpd , cis fictive , cis mentally ill

transIDs : trans npd , trans hpd , trans ocd , trans did , trans hypersexual , trans ptsd , trans ramcoa survivor , trans harmed , trans harmful , trans abuser , trans nicotine addict , tris smoker , trans rotting , tris musician , tris manipulative , tris obsessive , tris attention seeker , trans persecutor , perma lockdown

paraphilias : 🍸 , ξ , 🐙 , 📖 , 🧟 , 🦴 , 🪦 , ⚱️ , 👥️ , 👊 , 🦖 , 🥀 , 💐 , 💤 , 🍬 , 🫀 , 🩸 , 🌑 , 🩹 , 👀 , 🔪 , 🎭 , ��� , 🔗 ,

role : persecutor , chainbreaker , physical protector , memory holder

source : wilbur soot - dsmp

personality : unbothered , sadistic , unsympathetic , could be considered inhumane in some situations

likes : cigarettes , necro related stuff , dead dove , true crime , fanfic of ⚰️s source , doing nothing , drama

dislikes : antis , hot weather , showering / hsrs , bright colors , being called out , purity culture , strong smells , school / work

hobbies / interests : reading , writing , DIY , minecraft , true crime

front triggers : mentions of sparks source , cc ! wilbur drama , cigarettes , dsmp , explosions , arguments , making fun of mentally ill beings

kintypes : black cat therian , ghostkin , nightkin , explosionkin

aesthetic : bastardcore

music taste : msi , mother mother

typing quirk : lots of ellipses , sometimes italics

appearance :

emojis : 🖤🤎👻🚬⚰️🔪🩸💥🩹🐾🌙

extra : calls cigarettes " cigs " or " fags " , vents on discord for attention / hsrs , always doodles something in notebooks , fantasizes about conabuse a lot

[sitkowski]

sink with me ( girl!noah x f!reader )

kinksgiving day one: shibari

pairing: girl!noah x f!reader cw: 18+ MDNI ⚠️ genderbent characters (always a girl noah), dominant f!reader, mentions of sex work, shibari, orgasm denial, kink negotiations, subby noah, hair pulling, face slapping, mommy kink, vaginal fingering, overstimulation, strap ons, aftercare. word count: 2.8k author's note: leftovers from kinktober that i never finished! so, happy kinksgiving. this one was fun as hell to write and soon i will have genderbent all the omens...title comes from "forever sinking" by ocean sleeper. divider by @saradika-graphics 🪢bless @darksigns-exe for the inspo of girl!noah's tattoo <3

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The knock on your apartment door disturbs your bath. Reaching out of the tub, you pick your phone to check the time. Your client is almost thirty minutes early. Mild frustration bubbles beneath your skin and you lift yourself out of the water. You pull the plug and grab your robe, seeing no point in rushing to the door. They knew what time they were supposed to be there. If they didn’t want to remember the time, they’d have to come in and wait for you while you prepare.

“You better have a damn good reason for not remembering the rules, Noah.” you say when you open your apartment door.

Noah, usually so full of anger and swagger on stage, stares at you with a cute little dumbfounded expression. “I don’t…I just got antsy.”

It’s not a good enough answer, and she knows it. She’ll pay for it. Which is probably exactly what she wanted in the first place.

“Okay, well I could make you just sit out here for the next half hour,” you see the protest forming on Noah’s lips, and as tempting as it is to listen to her plead her case, you roll your eyes and step aside. “Or you can just park it on the sofa while I finish getting ready.”

“Thank you.” she murmurs gratefully.

You let Noah walk past you, your gaze softening once she’s not looking. She obviously showed up early for a reason, and though you won’t let her see it, you’re a little worried about her. Closing the door and turning the lock, you look over your shoulder to watch as Noah does exactly what she was told to do. She sits down on your sofa, and she waits.

“I won’t be long. Don’t move from that spot.”

You’ve seen all types come through your door and honestly, Noah is no different from any of them. Everyone needs the same thing; a distraction, you give them a semblance of control that they’re missing somewhere in their lives. And you’re more than happy to provide that. Even for the front woman of an up and coming band who is probably drowning beneath the pressures of newfound fame.

Leaving her in the safety of your living room, you walk down the hall to your room, not bothering to close the door behind you. Noah prefers her scenes in the living room, and you have a selection of items laying on the end of the bed that you’d planned to bring out before she arrived. You take your time putting on a simple lingerie set, something decadent in red that Noah will like. Instead of putting back on the robe that you’d had on when your bath was ruined, you find another one, something in silk that you don’t bother to tie off as you gather the items from their place.

When you come back out in the living room, you see that Noah is exactly where you left her, elbows propped up on her knees, chin in one of her palms. Her eyes raise slowly as you enter the room, but you ignore her in favor of depositing things on the coffee table before her; a length of rope that matches the same shade of red as your lingerie, a set of safety scissors, and a harness and dildo that Noah always picks out when she comes to see you. You watch the way she looks over each item greedily, before looking up at you again.

“This is what you were hoping for, correct?” you ask. She nods and you make a face at her. “Words, Noah. You know you’ve got to make it through this part before you get anything you want.”

“Yes mommy,” she says without missing a beat.

“So, you want me to use all of this on you?”

“Yes,” her answer is automatic, and you nod in approval. “I’d like that very much.”

Giving her another nod, you gesture for her to stand. She’s taller than you, but you’ve never let that stop you before. A snap of your fingers and she shrugs out of her jacket and then her hoodie, leaving each piece of clothing in a careful pile in the chair by the sofa. You watch as fabric gives way to inked skin, and you wonder how many people get to see this much of her on a regular basis. You only know so much. As much as Noah lets you. It would be cliche to say that she’s one of your favorites, but it might be true.

“Turn around for me, Noah.”

She does as you ask and you step up behind her to pull her hair back off of her shoulders, twisting the strands into a loose braid. Your fingertips trace over her back piece, just an outline of Joan of Arc for now but it’ll be something when it’s done. Noah shivers under your touch, and turns back around when you’re finished. Her hands hang loosely by her sides, and she meets your gaze head on.

“Safeword?”

“Traffic lights.” Noah says.

“Hard limits tonight?” She chews on her bottom lip, obviously hesitant to say what she doesn’t want. Usually she’s more prepared than this. “It’s okay, Noah.”

“No name calling, nothing degrading at least,” she says at last.

You nod. “Okay. What are your soft limits?”

“Slapping? And…pulling my hair.”

It’s pretty tame, by your standards, but it’s your goal to make sure that she’s comfortable with you, that she feels safe and she gets what she wants out of this. Honestly, your pleasure is secondary, unless Noah’s in a mood. She’s left you a complete mess more than once because that was all she wanted.

Tonight, she’s the one who will be a mess.

“Find your position.”

It would be easy just to have Noah kneel, but since she’s going to be tied up, you need her to start out in a place that you’ll be able to tie her then move her. She edges into the middle of the room and sits down on the floor, stretching a little bit before pulling her legs up and resting her arms on her thighs. This position will leave her fully exposed and one good push would send her right over on her back once you’ve tied her.

Picking up the rope, you walk over and crouch down in front of her. She straightens her shoulders, and you reach out to run your fingers down her inked throat. “Color?”

“Green.” she says confidently.

You shrug out of your robe and unwind the rope. Noah’s eyes never leave your face as you first tie her forearms and wrists, and then tie her wrists to her thighs. Each turn of the rope seems to make something soften in her, making her pliant, until you’re looking at her and you see that her eyes are closed now. She breathes deeply through her nose, exhales slowly through her mouth. You take a separate section to tie her torso, around her breasts and down to her waist. Finally, you tie her where her elbows are cinched on the bottom of that rope, leaving her bound from her shoulders down to just above her knees.

“Try and move for me, Noah?”

She tries to lift her arms, but can’t. If she wanted, she could stretch out her legs, but it would just change her balance and she’d fall forward. Her only option is to keep her legs bent at the knees. You make a noise of approval, sliding your hands up her inner thighs, pushing her legs open wider. You trace your fingers over the tattooed skin that shows between the columns of rope. Her chest rises and falls with each breath and you move to your knees. You let her take as long as she needs to settle, and then you slide your hand further down between her legs. Her gasp of surprise is cute, as if she weren’t expecting it. You take your time, teasing your fingers into her slowly.

“I think you’re gonna make a mess on my floor,” you say, and you see the way Noah’s cheeks go red.

If it were a different night when she’d want you to be mean to her, you could probably make her cry about it. But that isn’t what she’s after and instead of degrading her for it, you just curl your fingers higher inside of her and lean in so that your tongue teases over the skin around the ropes on her chest. Your tongue swirls around her nipple, teeth gently closing on it. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Noah's hands clenched into fists when she realizes she can't touch. When you look up at her, her eyes are wide, her mouth open a little. She's doing her best to stay still as you touch her, because squirming is only going to put her off balance.

“Can I come?” Noah asks, and you sit back, moving your fingers faster. Your thumb brushes over her clit and her jaw clenches. “Mommy, please, can I—”

“No.” you say, pulling out your fingers.

She lets out a noise of disappointment and you can see the way her limbs are trembling already. Slowly you count to ten before letting your fingers slide back inside of her. Noah makes a move like she wants to shift away, already dripping again down your hand, but holds herself still again as you bring her close to her climax for the second time. Just as she’s on the edge, you pull away and this time her cry of protest is louder.

The slap to her cheek isn’t hard, if anything it was nothing more than a pat. Noah sucks in a deep breath and you grab onto her chin with fingers wet with her own slick. “Color?”

“Green,” she gasps out.

“We’re gonna move now, okay? Turn around and shuffle back, just like that.”

Noah’s moved now so that she can lean back into the love seat, her back supported by a cushion you put down behind her. The move also puts her legs higher and you tap on her inner thighs for her to open them wider. When you sink your fingers back inside, a sob-like sound comes out of her mouth and she does squirm this time, rocking down on your hand as much as the ropes will let her. You feel her clenching around your fingers, trying to keep you there even though you’re going to pull away yet again.

“Yellow,” Noah says and you immediately pull away. “Sorry, sorry, I was going to—and I don’t want to disappoint you.”

You frown because that’s not the direction you want to go at all. Scooting closer, you tip her chin up so she meets your eyes. “You could never disappoint me, Noah, you were doing so good. I wouldn’t have punished you for it…much.”

This brings a bashful smile to her face and she shifts around a little. You give her a few minutes to settle again, lightly tracing your fingers over her arms and thighs.

“How are you feeling? Anything bothering you?” you ask. You cannot wait to see the marks when you undo the rope later.

Noah shakes her head. “I’m ready to continue when you are, back to green.”

You take her at her word; despite the light sheen of sweat on her tattooed skin and the wild look in her eyes, you’ve done this enough times to be able to tell that she’s okay. But instead of touching her again, you lean back. “I think it’s time for something else, gotta give the needy girl what she really wants, right?”

She nods in agreement, and you smile indulgently, getting up long enough to undress and grab the rest of the supplies from the table. She gazes up at you as you slip on the harness and adjust everything correctly. You know that you could play this up, have her go down on you—on the fake cock that she’s currently eying greedily—but instead you kneel back down. Her frustration at not being able to touch you is palpable as she squirms around, and you hook her braid around your hand and tug.

“Be still for me, Noah, you’ve been so good so far.” You say, the hint of a warning clear in your voice.

“Sorry, mommy,” she murmurs, looking up at you. You don’t buy the innocent act at all, but you twist the braid again until she gasps, trying to arch away. “I’m sorry!”

You believe her now, and you let go, tapping the end of her nose with your finger. “That’s my girl. Now, sit up a bit for me?”

She does as you ask and you pull the cushion out from behind her, tossing it on the floor and then tipping Noah over. She lets out a little laughing protest, and it’s a little amusing watching her try to get into a position by herself. Eventually you give in and help her so that the pillow is up under her hips, her shoulders pressed to the floor. She’s always liked to have her eyes on you, and you won’t deny her that.

Reaching down, you wrap your hand around the dildo and feel absolutely nothing. It’s always a mindfuck for you, and you like it, the curious disconnect that comes with giving someone pleasure from something that only gives you a little bit of an after effect. But it’s in the way that Noah’s eyes go glassy and wide as you slowly push into her that gives you more of a powerful feeling. In your mind, no one else can do this for her, make her feel like this.

“Does it feel good, Noah?” you ask once it’s fully inside, your hips flush to the back of her thighs. The ropes graze your skin and you slide your fingers beneath them for leverage. “Is this what you needed?”

“Green, really fucking green,” she gasps out.

You’re glad she’s remembering to check in with you even when you don’t ask for it, and you reward her by pulling almost all the way back out and using your grip on the rope to yank her back down. She yelps and her fingers scrabble at nothing, still tethered to her thighs, and you know it must be frustrating that she can’t do anything. But that’s the entire point, she’s given you all of the control here, and you happily take it to give her exactly what she needs.

Each thrust of your hips draws a new sound out of her and you don’t even try to drag it out now, hips pistoning into hers. You take pity on her and lace your fingers through hers on one hand, giving her something to hold on to while you take her apart. Your other hand reaches down, thumb teasing over her clit in quick circles.

“Come whenever you want to, Noah.” You say, not expecting her to last much longer.

Her fingernails dig into the back of your hand and she arches up off the floor when she finally falls over the edge, tears spilling down her cheeks. As soon as she goes lax beneath you, you pull away slowly so as not to overstimulate her to the point of pain. Looking down at her, trying to catch her breath, eyes still clenched shut, you know she got exactly what she needed when she came here tonight.

“I’m going to get the scissors now, okay?” you rub a hand over her stomach to get her attention from wherever she’s drifting in her mind. She nods once. “Stay still for me.”

You get up long enough to take off the harness and grab the safety scissors from the table. Noah’s exactly how you left her, eyes still closed, when you kneel back down. You cut her arms free first, slowly rubbing your hands over the skin to make sure she’s still got the feeling in them. Each piece of rope that falls to the floor makes her breathing even out, and eventually she’s watching you as you remove the final pieces from her thighs.

Leaning over her, you place a soft kiss on her lips.

“Thank you,” she whispers, and you smile, helping her sit up.

“I’m thinking you need a bath, and a big glass of water. Are you okay to move?”

Noah looks down at her thighs, tracing her fingers over the indentations left behind from the rope. She shivers when you do the same to the marks on her chest. It’s always been one of your favorite parts of after, seeing what’s been left behind.

“What about you?”

“Oh, that’s also what the bath is for,” you say as you undo her tangled braid. “You interrupted mine after all. I think you’ve still got to pay for that.”

Noah smirks as she manages to let you pull her to her feet. “Whatever you want.”

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[bah-circus]

hiii <33 could i get a duo of pupkit consolers? lvl 3 preferably, but lvl 2 works if you’re slammed! brainmade or fictives from any of the following sources, as long as one is dog themed and one is cat themed; arcane, gravity falls, the magnus archives, greek mythology, my hero academia. pretty open ended and creators choice, interested to see what you come up with!

Of course dear audience! We have heard your request and have found a suitable performer for you! We hope this performance suits your needs, but you are free to make any adjustments you wish.

❣︎For Our Next Act, Please Welcome,,,❣︎

Hyacinthus!!! Sevika!!!

°·⊱ Name: Hyacinthus, Cinth, Flora, Chip, Hayes, Callen, Havana, Rory

°·⊱ Age: 18 

°·⊱ Race/Species: Human [transInumimi(Vizsla)]

°·⊱ Source: Greek Mythology

°·⊱ Role: Pupkit Consoler, Siren, Mood Booster

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°·⊱ Sex: Male

°·⊱ Gender: Masculine Nonbinary, Hyacinthean, Gaything, Himbopupgender, Puppyboyic

°·⊱ Pronouns: He/Him; Flor/Flors; Pup/Pups; Yip/Yips; Fae/Faer; 🪻/🪻s; 🌷/🌷s; 🐾/🐾; Paw/Paws

°·⊱ Sexuality: Achillean

°·⊱ Personality: Gentle and loving, radiates warmth. Athletic but not competitive, prefers cooperative activities. Carries deep understanding of loss and rebirth.

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°·⊱ Nicknames/Titles: [Prn] That Was Loved By All, The Object of Many’s Attraction, [Prn] Who Wants to Find Love, [Prn] With so Few Thoughts, The Pup Who Just Wants to Play

°·⊱ Likes: Flower Tending, Sunbathing, Athletic Activities, Poetry, Music, Dancing, Nature Walks

°·⊱ Dislikes: Competitive Sports, Jealousy, Cold Weather, Darkness, Discord Between Loved Ones

°·⊱ Emoji Sign-Off: 🪻🐾🐕‍🦺🏳️‍🌈🥏🎵

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°·⊱ TransIDs: transInumimi(Vizsla), transVizsla, transDogEars, transDogTail, permaAge [18], transPurpleEyes, transAutism, nullGroomed, permaAdored, transWorshipped, permaEyeliner

°·⊱ CisIDs: Spartan, Tanned Skin, Amber Eyes, Brown Hair, Prince, Piercings, ADHD, Groomed

°·⊱ MUDS: Harmonic Happiness Syndrome

°·⊱ Paras: 🐾, Ω, 💐, 🔱, 🔗, 📸, 🛐

°·⊱ Faceclaim: 1 | 2

°·⊱ Name: Sevika, Magpie, Yumi, Ivor, Kyren, Shivani, Meris, Renna

°·⊱ Age: 40-42

°·⊱ Race/Species: Human

°·⊱ Source: Arcane

°·⊱ Role: PupKit Consoler, Pain Holder, Physical Protector, Caretaker, Buffer, Aegir

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°·⊱ Sex: Female

°·⊱ Gender: Catweirdo, Angrycatgender, Bloodcattic, Hissgender, Fauxgirl, Agender

°·⊱ Pronouns: She/Her/ It/Its; Fang/Fangs; Claw/Claws; ✖️/✖️s

°·⊱ Sexuality: Butch Lesbian

°·⊱ Personality: Gruff and aggressive on the surface, but deeply protective of weaker system members. Street smart / Urban sort of medical experience. Tends to adopt almost anyone younger than herself, even if fang doesn’t want to, it can’t help but be caring. 

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°·⊱ Nicknames/Titles: [Prn] Who Wants to Better the Lanes, [Prn] Who Works With Silco, The One Who Protects the Underdogs, The Reluctant Older Sister

°·⊱ Likes: Combat, Training / Exercise, Drinking, Smoking, Night Prowling, Fighting for Underdogs, Underground Fights, Solitude, Gambling

°·⊱ Dislikes: Authority Figures, Betrayal, Weakness, Abandoned Children, False Loyalty, Sugar-Coating, Empty Promises

°·⊱ Emoji Sign-Off: 🎰🥃🐈‍⬛❤️‍🩹🦾🎲

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°·⊱ TransIDs: transRedEyes, mutoGamblingAddiction, transADHD, transBPD, hedonGroomer, duteParent

°·⊱ CisIDs: Zaunite, Brown Eyes, Tanned Skin, Brown Hair, Amputee [Left Arm], Gambling Addiction, Alcoholic, Nicotine Addict [Preference for Cigars], Autism, Depression, ASPD, Chem-Baron, Bodyguard, Bruiser, Introvert, Angry

°·⊱ MUDS: Spike Emotion Disorder

°·⊱ Paras: 🐾, 🍸, 🍬, ❣️, 🦖, 🔥, 🪢, 💧, 💤, 🔪, 📸

°·⊱ Faceclaim: 1 | 2

OH BOY DID I HAVE SO MUCH FUN WITH THIS PROMPT, I SPENT TIME FIGURING OUT WHO WE WANTED TO PAIR TOGETHER TO BE THE MOST FUN USE OF THE ROLE/PROMPT!! Hyacinthus is one of our favorite greek mythology characters, so this was an all around delight thank you Herald !! - Pest Swarm ; Merrick

[menasors]

Breakdown for: [ 🎐 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a sound, like a song or voice, that they associate with peace ? & [ 🪢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they broke a promise ?

And

Menasor for: 🖐️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do their hands feel like: soft, calloused, trembling ? & 🩸 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there something or someone that, if lost, would break them ?

Goodness I love these!!!!!

For breakkyydddowbwnwbb. I need to make one of those fancy ask blog borders at this point of just Breakdown.

I went a little crazy ok I love these guys and headcanons and this is my blog I can do whatever I want

Do they have a sound they associate with peace?

Absolutely! He doesn't have a lot of things he can really associate with peace and comfort, but he has a few. He has his and his brothers' music, and while some remind him of eyes being drawn to them for the music, it can also remind him of how much fun they had demolishing as much as they could and driving up to their limits.

Another he has, I think, is Dead End and Drag Strip's voices, alongside they and Wildrider's favourite shows and movies. They're comfortable. They're usually safe. Dead End is the one he can depend on, who will break into his room during a meltdown just to be there in case something happens, and to say all the grim likelihoods of Breakdown's anxieties that are strangely calming to him.

Drag Strip for a slightly different reason, and after far much more time, but I think when Drag Strip overheats, he talks a lot to distract himself. When Breakdown's in pain, he needs heat and often loses his voice. Combination is Drag Strip: The Heating Pad That Vents to You.

When was the last time they broke a promise?

He often cried and begged Megatron and Motormaster to give him another chance; He could control his engine if he tried hard enough! He wouldn't hold his team down again! He broke that promise over and over. Constantly. Almost daily. His engine would shut down. He'd stall in traffic. He'd wreck one of his own brothers. Menasor would combine and yelp in pain because of Breakdown.

He would end up controlling it, though, to a degree. At least enough that he can actually care for it properly and get rest, especially after the war where he's not straining every part of himself day after day. Then is where he's less a soldier and more just a kid. His last broken promise being "yes mom I will go to bed before midnight" and then sleeping at five in the morning.

MMMEEENAASORR 🦖

What do their hands feel like?

Metal, I suppose, but scratched and rough. It's banged up and worn, paint peeling off the edges and in the creases. His hands don't have an even feel at all, partly from battle, partly from how difficult it was to make hands so large. There are obvious lines and bolts where the different pieces connected, and looking at them hard enough, even the different craftsmanship between Megatron and Soundwave.

Is there something that, if lost, would break them?

Any one of his brothers. Whether they died, left, or lost their ability to combine. He doesn't feel complete without them, even after becoming and growing into himself. He's his own person, but he knows without his brothers, he's nothing, especially when they're all he's ever known. He's known them since before he's known himself. He can't imagine a world without all five of them, and even Protector A, sometimes!

As in an object, though, his legos. Yes I know that's not canon but it would kill him. He would feel horrible losing something gifted to him with such meaning!! From his big brother Devs, too!! He'd panic so hard about it. He couldn't imagine any good outcome until he actually, very anxiously and timidly tells Devs what happened, and the older mech has to call him down. Initial reaction most likely being "it's okay, I can get you more." Then going to be holding this poor little child and scratching at his helm.

[trekmupf]

Puberty in space part II - this time with a military obsession 🎖️ 🪞 🪢

Pro

Everyone chilling at the bridge drinking coffee. Also McCoy being randomly at the bridge again.

Spock immediately taking charge when Kirk is gone and being super competent is really sexy of him

Spock saying Hipp Hipp Hurra

Bones accepting Spock's position as leader – direct opposite to the previous episode – by giving input, but following his orders, literally standing by his side on the bridge

The landing party in full gear!

The monster in the entrance was the salt being from episode 1

Everyone who is such a military fanboy is highly suspicious

McCoy's judgy eyebrow is completely out of control when they meet Trelane (and Sulu behind him has a whole journey)

Kirks face when evil guy shows up on the bridge

Spock being extremely bored by Trelane's antics, immediately seeing thorough his Bs and calmly telling him off is also extremely sexy

Kirks heart eyes face when Spock tells the guy off

The sexism is interesting - unlike the accidental / timely sexism in other episodes it's very clear that the way he sees women is bad, racist and upsetting

Also Kirk making it LOOK like it's about possessing the women and being jealous when he's manipulating Tralene, playing into the human traits he expects and wants to see (his aggressive and forceful behaviour towards Teresa is nicely contrasted to the scene on the bridge, where he's very nice to her again)

Generally the way Kirk sees through from the get go and manipulates him at every corner despite him being so powerful

The way McCoy leans on the console on the bridge during the turbulence

Kirk very confidently cocking a gun with a little smile and shooting with barely any flinching is weirdly sexy

The last convo between Spock and Kirk is fun, content wise but also Kirks heart eyes at Spock and Spock's utter confusion

The set design inside the castle is insane, but in a fun way; seems like they literally ran around the nearby studios and grabbed whatever they could (which suits who Trelane is)

Generally the idea of getting the surface level of humanity without any substance comes up in so many ways- understanding us and our behaviour, the decor, the missing taste from food and drink

The make up on our guys is just wonderful, especially Spock's, McCoy's and Sulu's; Generally the crew is just beautiful here

The music changes with the set pieces /scenes and is very fitting

The idea that this is literally a fanboy cosplaying 18th century earth is hilarious

Knowing the plot twist at the end that Trelane is just a child makes William Campbell's acting easier to bear and actually quite good – he IS like a child whose interest is earth history and humans and he finally gets to play. He gets irritated immediately, has tamper tantrums and zero emotional control; he basically just copies phrases and infos you would get from books without being able to question them, he likes the history equivalent of action men, he wants everyone's attention and gets angry when no one wants to play with him

The noose's shadow during the "court room scene" gives the setting a threatening aura (it also looks so cool)

Con

another superbeing, that somehow relates to earths past and is powerful, but this ep is less meaningful / good than the others; same goes for the humans as war / predator species

the fact that the way Trelane is written and acted serves his actual role as a child doesn't make his antics easier to watch, he gets tiresome quite quickly

even though the ep is self aware of the sexism and makes sure its bad the female characters are still just decor and plot points instead of characters with shit to do. they literally cling to Spock and bones in the background, which??

the entire last third after the mirror smash is too long, too flip floppy (it was all a test! also he's a child! -> they didn't commit to it enough and yet too much for it to work)

also the pacing was super shit

the last fight scene is way too whimsical and silly and the guy is just so annoying (at least Kirks pants were tight)

This screenshot looks like a promo pic for a guy comedy in the 80's

Counter

Powerful being testing humanity

Brains over brawl

Trio ready to sacrifice (Kirk is ready to die for his crew)

Quote: "I object to you. I object to intellect without discipline. I object to power without constructive purpose" - Spock

(literal heart eyes - Kirk)

Moment: See Quote

Summary: An episode with a less interesting (and more annoying) blue print for TNG's Q that's one of the shows earlier entries about mysterious and powerful enteties using humans for entertainment. Even though other episodes realized that set up better later on this episode gives Spock plenty of moments to shine (and plenty of opportunities for Kirk to send the biggest heart eyes in his direction)

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[toffeebrews]

Abyss

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Yeah, you’re also doing the entire ask meme. Have fun <3

EVERY SINGLE ONE?? YOU MADMAN???

anyways-

none of this is canon blah blah you get it and abyss is not owned by me but @/metakazkz this is simply my own interpretation.

🏳️‍🌈- Aroace.

🏳️‍⚧️- Don't really have one, maybe demiboy?

😇- I believe the term here is misotheism? Yeah.

🧸- Abyss love for reading manifested in keeping himself occupied while tests were being run on him in the lab. Not that he remembers much of that...

👻- He has a minor fear of blood, probably doesn't help he doesn't have it himself. He also fears being seen as weak or just underestimated. I think he also doesn't like the idea of losing himself.

🎶- Prefers instrumentals over normal music. Likes classical music and gothic rock.

👽- Type to go "erm actually!" and enjoys correcting people 🙄 especially when it comes to the books he reads. annoying ass /j

💤- He actually finds it comforting to sleep with other people, although he finds it a little embarrassing so he won't ask for it. If he does sleep with another person, he tends to lay his scarves like a blanket on the other. He prefers smaller cuddle piles though, he can feel a little overwhelmed otherwise.

🦾- I didn't really have one for this, so I tried to think of one. Perhaps...Magic usage most people can do exhausts him to a much greater extent than others. It can give extreme fatigue, to the point he may just fall asleep in battle. Maybe his enhanced magic takes a great strain on his body? this counts right? ajshskwususkeuwjeiekjehe

💝- Gift exchange or Acts of Service.

🫂- He and Delta are friends... Why? Because why not, that's my answer (I wanted to do this in another post I'll explain it further there).

💔- Alphys has hope that the other members of Abysstale are still out there. Abyss has lost hope they're out there, but won't say it because he doesn't want to admit it. Something dramatic like that. He doesn't like mentioning those "missing" at all just reminds me of what's he lost. He's now scared to let his friends out of sight in fear something will happen out of his control again

📓- Paper crane made him realize he really likes paper crafts! He can make complicated sculptures.

🧬- Papyrus and Him disagree on what Abyss Gaster purpose for them is. Yay!

👗- He dresses in winter outfits because he enjoys the aesthetic of it. He also just likes winter (he canonically prefers winter environments :3).

🔪- He does have offense powers, but uses defensive ones. That's sorta kinda canonish. He eventually learns to make shields big enough to fit more than himself.

🌟- He wants to be looked at a competent leader. Not only by others but also by his own standards. Since he didn't feel like I could be one at first he feels even more pressured not let others down. (that's just one of em but this post is so LONG)

🥇- If you ever need someone to be direct and honest about your flaws look no further than this guy LMFAO.

🍫- He really likes fish, he prefers it raw. Likes fishing with his teeth.

🎭- Generally Abyss is pretty forecoming. HOWEVER!

❤️‍🔥- Doesn't mind doing some romantic actions, but doesn't like having it be read as romantic (does this count?).

💄- He has markings all over his body that glow when he uses his CELL specific magic (haven't illustrated this yet...).

🖕- He has an intense fear of being seen as weaker than others or weak in general so any implications that he IS weak, incompetent, etc make him the

😬 - I don't have anything for this I'm sorry lmfao.

😺- When angry, he growls like a cat. He hisses too, but that's more when annoyed rather than angry.

😭- He feels incredibly guilty about the critical condition papyrus ends up in. He feels guilty that his brother had to come to his rescue /again/.

😶- He has a list of goofy insults within his jacket pocket. It's written by himself when he thinks of a good one.

if some of these shorter or less thought out sorry I started running out of stream lmfao

[beigetiger]

Valkyrie? I like your analysis of Valkyrie so I thought I'd ask 😅

🌟 A headcanon about their desires/wishes

🪢 A headcanon about their family

🫂 A friendship headcanon

💝 A headcanon about their love language

👻 A headcanon about what scares them

🧸 A headcanon about their childhood

🌟 Desires/wishes: some part of her wishes she had the power to keep all her loved ones safe throughout all of time, perhaps even being back some of the people who were torn away from her. She knows that people realistically cannot be trusted with that kind of power, but she still guiltily wishes to be a god so she can protect her loved ones.

🪢 Family: it’s pretty heavily implied that her great-grandfather was a sorcerer, so there’s probably further removed cousins in her family who are ALSO sorcerers, but both they and Valkyrie are stealth enough that they haven’t realized they’re related yet.

🫂 Friendship: any and all of her friends will be subjected to her weird thoughts, which are mostly made up of paradoxes and/or impossible-to-answer questions about the universe. If she’s bored enough, she’ll try and involve them in some sort of discussion about it, but most people back out pretty quickly. Skulduggery actually enjoys it though, and they do it a LOT in their free time. Just two freaks hanging out and discussing the meaning of the universe.

💝 Love language: I’m not especially well-versed on love languages, but I think a way she expresses affection to a lot of her friends is by affectionately punching them. She probably wouldn’t do it to Skulduggery, but I imagine she and Dexter would do it a lot when they hang out, as well as with Tanith and Fletcher. Probably others too, most of her friends and/or loved ones are soldiers and it makes sense that they might find punching each other a good way to show affection without being TOO affectionate (talking about your feelings? Who’s that??).

👻 What scares her: I could be basic here and say she fears losing her loved ones, but that’s already obvious in-text. Something that I headcanon terrifies her is her own mortality and/or both her incredible knowledge and clear lack of knowledge of how the universe works far beyond what any mortal mind can possibly comprehend. She’s time travelled, dimension travelled, been a god, had her mind broken and destroyed by gods, she’s would probably be in a crippling existential crisis 24/7 if not for the fact that she just…shuts it off to some deep part of her brain where it can’t bother her. It would then also make sense that she goes out of her way to avoid absorbing new things about her universe, she doesn’t want to add to that pile.

🧸 Childhood: this is 100% me projecting, but I feel like she would’ve been the kind of kid who enjoyed going outside by herself and just hanging around. Not doing anything in particular. Her parents probably thought it was weird, but I can imagine they got used to it eventually.

Thanks for the ask, this was so fun!

[evajackslover]

these are my theories for the emojis posted on stephanie’s story a few days ago:

🏰: wolf hall (apollos castle) is my guess as it’s the main castle in the story! it was also the former home of the valors who are likely to be important in acftl

👑: apollo… thats it.

🔥: THE BURNING LOVE BETWEEN OUR FAVORITE FOX AND FATE (also maybe a reference to the phoenix tree or the tree of souls??)

👊🏼: jacks punching apollo in the face :)))

🫀: jacks’s heart beating for evangeline??

❤️‍🔥: again, burning love or phoenix tree/tree of souls??

🌳: there’s lots of important trees. this could be the hollow in addition to the two i’ve mentioned already!

😱: shocking plot twists??….THIS SCARES ME

🐺: wolfric valor is my best guess for this one as a wolf was frequently used as a symbol of the valors in tbona

💐: im unsure what this one might mean… let me know if anyone has any good guesses! (MY DELULU SIDE SAYS WEDDING??!)

🐉: from what i remember, one of the valors dane could shapeshift into a dragon

🍎: OUR FAVORITE FATE, PRINCE OF HEARTS, AND ARCHER <3

🌊: i think we might get some sort of water scene?! i remember seeing a picture on stephanie’s pinterest board she shared of two people holding hands under water…

🪢: this could mean so many cool things! my favorite theories are some sort of curse tying evajacks or evapollo together, or tying the knot aka wedding?!

🦅: this one stumped me… is there a valor associated with eagles??

😤: THE EVAJACKS FANS WHEN EVAJACKS ARENT TOGETHER

😍: the evajacks fans when evajacks are together :)

🩸: stephanie uses blood a lot in her writing, i’m thinking maybe something like in caraval with a blood exchange?

this was so fun to do!!! let me know your theories in the comments 💓💓

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