#temptation wins

[temptation-wins]

Why am I nothing without you

Why am I nothing without you

Why am I nothing without you

Why am I nothing without you

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[temptation-wins]

I would give anything to unlove you, anything to stop this madness of knowing you.

[temptation-wins]

🖤 Welcome! Please read me! 🖤

Before anything, just want to clarify, this blog contains mature themes and is 18+ only.

If you are not comfortable with themes relating to any of the following, please stop here.

1. Sexual themes

2. Obsession

3. Mental illness

4. Unaliving themes

I am by no means promoting anything shared, or any of the above prompts.

With that being said, I do believe there is an odd feeling people don't talk about enough.

Have you ever asked yourself "Do I need to disappear or do I need to be railed?"

If you have, then you'll like it here. And I'll like having you here. And we can take a bit of comfort in knowing that if we're crazy, at least we're crazy together.

(I also hope that while things are dark right now, you find your way to Wonderland again. But if I can create a safe space to be honest on your path there, then fuck it. Let's be honest.)

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[temptation-wins]

This would fix me.

[its-all-papaya]

happy(ish) 2025 !!! bringing my landoscar win wip game into the new szn with me... perhaps... haha jk... unless?

send me a number between 1 and 2136 (absolute lmao) and i'll search lando's name in my wips and give you the sentence it appears in!

[mrsoharaa]

𝑪𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒀𝒐𝒖

characters; your 2 faves x you!

cw; spooky/creepy vibes, knife play (?? if you leer hard enough I guess?), suspense, predatory x prey play.

a/n; just a litttttle gander of what I want to sooo desperately want to get into towards spooky time! I've been thinking about this for a whileee now and I just can't wait to dip a wii bit into the dark content area with this sort of context ~ 👀😩🥴

The heavy pants of your breaths fills the foggy, muggy air. Chest rising and falling frantically as nothing but shrouded mist and bone swelling anxiety dwells into the thick marrow.

You take a deep breath. 1, 2, and then exhale. Calming the hectic breathing collapsing from your chest. Closing your eyes momentarily, as a snapped twig immediately catches your attention, your heart thrashing more erratically against your weighted, heaving chest. Goosebumps quickly nipping all over your prickled skin, a thrilling, eerie chill seizing down your arched spine amongst the damped tree trunk hiding your shuddering little figure.

Motionless you tried to still every atom and bone in your jittering body, taking in cautious breaths as to compose yourself from any noticeable signs of your lingering, frightened presence.

Finally having the time to collect yourself from the growing anxiety and terror clawing it's way through your bones, you gently close your eyes and relax fully into the distant comfort of the trees moldy trunk. Your hands unball from it's tighten, anxious confinements and your limbs loosen in their stifled contractions.

Nothing but the sound of distant owls whooing in the moggy air and the slight breeze of a dreary wind. Hardly, coaxing you into a space of serenity and peace.

And with your body finally getting to it's final stage of relaxation from gripping tensity and terror, your lips shudder out a sharpen gasp as your head instinctively tilts upward as a cold metal brisk smoothly yet, promptly at the nape of your neck. Feeling the edge of the sudden sharpen blade against the supple skin of your staggering throat. A gloved, strong hand gradually and firmly, snugging it's way around the rest of your throat beneath the knife's placement. Long covered fingers drape ever so dangerously tightly around the constricting base of your throat. A low, heinous chuckle creepily wisps within the dreaded air.

Immediately, your body and mind melds back into that frantic state of horror and fear. A tinge of exhilieration and adrenaline runs through the course of your pumping blood. Nothing but sheer dismay and panic permeates all through your trembling, pinned body.

You inhale a deep gasp as you feel the fingers easily, forciably motion your head towards the right. Forcing you to gaze at the masked stranger holding you threateningly against the uncomfortable rigid bark prodding against your back.

"There you are angel...didn't take us long to find you, hm?" the muffled, deep voice coos with such wicked malice linting in his tone, tilting and angling the tip of the knife just right at the bridge of the underside of your chin.

Us? as in, plural? more then just one - oh.

Every ounce of fiber in your body hurled into a deeper state of dread and alarm. Another bleak touch of a filed blade caresses the tender of your soft left cheek, slowly, terrifyingly grazing down from the plush of the supple flesh to the corner of your tightly pursed lush lips.

You felt your pounding heart immediately drop to the pit of your churning stomach. Eyes still tightly knitted closed as your quivering skin basks in nothing but absolute panic. Mind restlessly racing with troubled thoughts.

"What a pretty little thing you are, yeah? guess we got ourselves a catch here, hm partner?" the one holding the blade against your lips purs with demented amusement, a devious low cackle tainting the thicken air around you. Angling the tip of his blade down into the pliable plump skin of your bottom lip, hardly displaying your tongue and gritted teeth.

The other, gently rakes the edge of his blade along the underside of your chin, up along the tightened alignment of your clenched jawline, leaning ever so dangerously and uninvitingly close to the shell of your feverish ear. The stifled husk of hot breaths seeping through the material of his mask, gnawing against the velvety plush of your skin.

"Indeed we do, now the question remains..." the touch of the man whisking heavily into the shell of your ear's blade brisks ever so musingly at the flesh of your jaw. Erupting those pesky goosebumps and hot flashed terror all over your stiffened stature. His masked face crooning into the slant of your neck and ear, flinging the tip of his blade coyishly against your tittering skin.

"What do we do with our pretty little captive, now that we have cornered her?"

The other chuckles amusingly, menacingly as he closes himself into the enclosed space of your general personal vicinity. His own mask nearly grazing over the hilt of your hiked chin, breathing almost hungrily, impatiently against the warm, shaky flesh. His own blade drowsing down the slope of your neck down to the indents of your collarbone.

"Isn't it obvious?..." he mellows with such certainty, eagerness almost honing his dreadful, leering toying tone. Cranes his own head closer towards yours.

"We break her of course"

[romancemedia]

All the Manhwa I’ve found in 2024

[temptation-wins]

I need to be wanted.

[scuddle-bubble101]

Scattered doodles with some practice. (We are slowly being sucked into an old interest again and its been fun to lightly colour with it here and there.)

[randomnameless]

Fallen and Christmas Lyon's relationship with Fomortiis makes a lot more sense after i saw someone argue that those are versions of Lyon from after he died in Sacred Stones, meaning he now knows Fomortiis' weaknesses and can blackmail him into working with him by threatening to tell everyone else about them too

It doesn't really hurt Lyon's base game characterization if his Fallen and Christmas versions are basically just Sacred Stones AUs where he gets ressurected with his mind still intact after dying and, as such, knows Formootis' weaknesses much better than he did the first time and can blackmail him with said knowledge imo

meaning he now knows Fomortiis' weaknesses and can blackmail him into working with him by threatening to tell everyone else about them too

Anon,

FE8 makes it clear that everyone knows, from Natasha to Joshua, from L'Arachel to Rennac, that the Demon King fears the Sacred Stones who can seal him.

Hell, it's basically that continent's lore told in the opening roll.

What makes Fomortiis the Big Bad is his inablity to be killed, and his power to seduce, I mean, manipulate people around him, even if he's stuck in a rock.

Fomortiis' main power is to corrupt, not to throw giant fists around : as long as he is around, even as a rock, he can still wreck havoc and doom the world.

This is what happened with Lyon, and how he got a new host - despite everyone around telling him to not to mess with the shiny rock, because Fomortiis tempted and lured him.

"Seal him in a rock!" is as secret as the knowledge that you can prevent slugs from eating your salads if you throw salt at them in FE8, but FEH tried too hard to rewrite Lyon in a character he was not in FE8 (for marketing purposes? To make him look cooler than his original incarnation?) thus, it's basically a retcon.

"I know how to seal you!"

"Just like Duessel, and yet, you're still the moron who fell for my lies!"

[taegularities]

my brother told me about a writing competition thing where i live :') meaning i can submit an original work until the end of august and the winner gets a ton of money + feedback by top notch people + the book will be published at a very popular book store around here. and i… :') kinda wanna partake :')

[purplecelestial-buddy]

I have a great history of holding back. Out of sight, out of mind, out of my interests or something.

So tell me why is it that I cannot avoid binge reading webtoons with weekly updates?!? gosh

I wait for until I have a bunch of un-read episodes and I swear to pace myself so I don't reach the most recent update...

and guess what

guess fucking what

[lilmeowmeowsagelesath]

bitch PLEASE 😅😂

bea & logan have shown more chemistry in two eps than yall all season. those two giving ‘married couple that fell out of love a long time ago but staying together & trying to force it to work for the kids’ 🤧🤧

[roseapprentice]

Never thought I'd be happy to see a candidate avoid a question in a debate, but when Kamala dodged the question about the economy under Biden, all I could think was, "Oh thank fuck she's acting like an actual coherent politician, and not actively contradicting reality. This is so refreshing!"

For a second I worried that my rose-tinted glasses were oversaturated. But then the "eating dogs" part happened and I remembered why my standards have plummeted through the floor.

I do miss the lower-BS version of her from when she served on Senate hearings. Back then she would have been like, "Yeah, the cost of living has become untenable. Here's what I'm gonna do about it. Remember the bread lines in 2020 though? That wasn't great either."

I get why she's having to learn to be more evasive though 🥲 Gotta build the muscle of dodging questions in case they ask something that has no good 2 minutes answer

...okay I also do need to adjust the tint on these glasses

[temptation-wins]

This would fix me.

Good boy..