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Mike noooo

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The second chapter has been completed! I promise that by the end of this fic, pretty much everyone in this entire AU will have done something stupid and made the problem worse for themselves. Who is our idiot of the day this time? Find out now!

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Can I have a smutty dictionary? Or a list of smutty words?

Sure! Now, this is definitely incomplete; these are the ones I use most often. If you have any to add, please do!

“The Smut Writer’s Dictionary”

Arousal/Anticipation

hot

warm

burn

ache

heat

swell

red/pink flush

roil

dizzy

foggy

rush of [heat, for example]

heavy

heady

intoxicating

thick [air/atmosphere]

thrum

ignite

desire

pulse quickened

tempt

tantalizing

throb

excite

prickle

tingle

turn on

What People Look Like

disheveled

blissed out

eyes glazed over

eyes rolled back in head

flushed

sweaty

glistening

mouth open

eyes closed

General Movement

clutch

crawl

slap

swat

smack

nuzzle

fidget

squirm

fast

slow

lift

fold

embrace

melt into/against

bend

shove

wiggle

wriggle

tuck

glide

clenching/unclenching

General Touching

caress

graze

brush

stimulate

flick

massage

skim

drag

shiver

goosebumps

flutter

grope

fondle

pet

pleasure [as in: pleasured himself]

nudge

stroke

feather-light

tease

probe

wander

knead

capture

grip

Kissing/Rimming

suck

bite 

nibble

lick

slide

wet

flick tongue at/against

bite

bury [his face] in

ravish

dip [tongue into]

weave lips together

capture [his] lips

press a kiss against

drop a kiss to [body part]

Noises

grunt

growl

moan

groan

sigh

breath hitching

gasp

sharp intake of breath

exhale

cry

keen

whimper

whine

hoarse

ragged

garbled

strangled

croak

shout

Verbs for Speaking

breathe

whisper

sigh

gasp

groan

moan

grunt

growl

order

snap

spat

cry

murmur

mumble

beg

whimper

whine

croak

Preparation

finger

open [himself] up

work [himself] open

pump [fingers/toy] in and out

spread

shove

slick/slicken

lubed [himself] up

Blow Job

lick

suck

envelop

wet

mouth at [something]

slobber

dripping

flick tongue at/against

blow

drool

Hand Job/Masturbation

pump

twist

squeeze

rub

fondle

cup

stroke

palm

tap

grip

Dry Humping

grind

rub

rock

hump

roll hips together/against

Fucking

push in

press in/against

slide in

breach

pop in

bury [himself] in/into/inside

in to the hilt

penetrate

sink down on

split open

tight

fill

roll

thrust

drive

pound

rock

bounce

buck

slam

meld

frantic

fuse

pace [fast or slow, for example]

clench

grind

Orgasm/Words for Feeling Pleasure

come/cum

climax

peak

topple over

fall over

tumble over

let go

spill

contract

convulse

writhe

quiver

shiver

shudder

shoot

tremble

ejaculate

pulse

pulsate

twitch

arch [his back]

blissed out

spasm

burst

reeling

throb

tremor

ecstasy

swallow

shockwaves

release

spurt

jerk

Taste

tangy

sweet

bitter

salty

Smell

musky

heady

intoxicating

tangy

sweet

Cooldown/Cleanup

sticky

sweaty

glistening

chest heaving

wipe

dab

wash

spent

soften

flagged [as in: his cock flagged]

fulfilled

satisfied

left reeling

cuddle

snuggle

plaster [as in: plastered themselves together OR plastered to each other’s side]

flop around

boneless

limp

Words to Describe Cock

cock

dick

shaft

tip

ridge

hard

firm

glisten

thick

length

red

flushed

engorged

throbbing

quivering

twitching

Words to Describe Feelings/Touches/Movements/Sensations

gentle

soft

rough

hard

fervid 

feverish

fervor

passionate

vulnerable

exposed

sensual

silky

fleeting

prickle

tingle

tender

warm

electric

spark

Misc. Smutty Words and Phrases

with abandon

need

want

overcome

erupt in [goosebumps, for example]

pliant

viscous

erotic

long for

yearn

yield

urge

bloom [as in: color bloomed across his cheeks]

intimate

relax

vigorous

thrill

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ANON IM KILLING YOU.

THE SOUND THAT CAME OUT OF MY MOUTH WHEN I.

AUGH.

KILLING YOU.

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*taps mic* is this on

hi!! i’m the wall of text anon, idk if u remember lol. i came back for more!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/67980446/chapters/175815061#main

lmk if u like it!! i’m genuinely sorry for how long it is lol i hope that’s not too much of an inconvenience!! i took some artistic liberties for filling some voids, hope you don’t mind!

ooooohohohohohoh this was good..... thank you so much.... i like it a LOT

AND ALSO DONT APOLOGIZE???????? oohhh sorry the cake is too filling and yummy ohhhhhhhhhhh AND!! I ALWAYS ENCOURAGE ARTISTIC LIBERTIES.... GO CRAZY!!! THATS HOW WE GET GOOD ART!!!!!!!!

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Things I didn’t expect about my specific kind of chronic pain:

- there’s not really ‘good’ days, just bad days or worse days. Some days it hurts to talk at all and the tinnitus is louder than the questions people ask about why I’m being so quiet, and some days I can put on music and almost pretend the tinnitus is gone and that my neck and jaw aren’t being sent faulty signals by my nerves.

- unless your condition is one of the ones people automatically know about, you’ll have to explain it several times - to coworkers, friends, family, doctors, and have to hope they actually believe you.

- when you can still get up every day and do your job, you start to gaslight yourself. Is it really as bad as you think it is? Are you just being a baby about some neck pain and ringing in your ears? Even when you’re running on four hours of sleep because your white noise machine stopped working and you couldn’t find a way to lay that made the pain more manageable, you start to doubt whether you’re actually as ‘sick’ as you think you are.

- a diagnosis doesn’t imply a solution. There’s always a real possibility that, even if a doctor does figure out what’s wrong, there will be no way to truly get rid of it. Maybe there’s some surgery to put your neck back where it should be, maybe you can get a pill to quiet the tinnitus down a bit, or maybe you’ll never experience true quiet again and be living with a degree of pain forever.

- a diagnosis also isn’t always guaranteed. Maybe you’ll be bounced around to three doctors, two ENT’s and a physical therapist, taking a hearing test, tympanogram, MRI, ultrasound, X-ray and God knows what else and they’ll still not be able to figure out what’s wrong, and you’ll be left treated on hypothesis after hypothesis until they rule out every single condition that could possibly match your symptoms. And hey, maybe after the fourth, or fifth, or millionth theory, they’ll figure it out and all will be well, but there’s no way to know until you’ve spent hundreds of dollars in copays on some pills or ear drops or physical therapy that may not even work.

- when there’s always that thorn in your side, that pain in your throat, that ache in your bones or whatever else, you’ll find yourself unable to enjoy all those things you used to love the same way without always having a bit of your energy and focus on that one thing that doesn’t work.

I’m more than aware that my chronic pain is not nearly as severe as even most of everyone else’s’; I got lucky with severe tinnitus and mild to moderate jaw and neck pain, plus a sprinkling of headaches for flavor. I don’t claim to speak for anyone else who suffers from chronic pain. But I speak for myself, if for no other reason than to vent into the ether. This isn’t an education post. It’s not a cry for attention. It’s not asking for help, or diagnosis, or advice. It’s just one man screaming into the void, hoping there’s an ear on the other side of the darkness hearing him out. If you don’t have chronic pain, know that it can happen to you, at any time, for any reason, so more than anything, listen to those you know who live with it - both so that your own comes a little less out of left field and seems a little less scary, and so your friend knows that someone hears them when they have nothing left to do but vent.

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Accurate representation of what happens when I see a mutual in my notifications

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If anyone saw my last post, no you didn’t - I am an idiot who can’t read calendars and that’s all anyone needs to know.

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LOVE THIS! I love that the disease (/pos) is spreading, and I really like how you write Mettaton!!

looks away nervouslyy, i uh may have wrote a fic based on your work, its still a major wip but i wanted to just show it to you in its current state cause it could take a little longer to make it better

Stolen Lilies - Fuzzy_Ouroboros - Deltarune (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]

there may be some inaccuracies cause like i say in th notes i just saw a few posts of yours before losing my internet so i couldnt study the texts to make it the best *runs away*

OOOOOOOO this is VERY fun so far hehehehe.. interested to see where you take this!!!

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THIS FUCKING ART RIGHT HERE. GOD. IM GOING TO BE SICK (/pos)

I present you; more of my bullshit. this time, tenna jammies addition

LMFAOOOOOO YOU MADMAN YOU ACTUALLY DID IT

OUUGHH MY GOD I LIKE HIM SO SO MUCH I HOPE HE EXPLODES. HIS JAMMIES. HIS JAMMIES THEMED AFTER HIS CANCELED TV SHOW. THESE ARE SO DYNAMIC OH MY GOD. LOOKING AT HIM WITH MY EYEBALLS A LOT. SMILINGLY. HIM SHRINK. GOD. THANK YOU IM GONNA LIVE FOREVER NOW

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This fits really well with the ‘gifts’ in the vessel maker referencing things Kris lacks full control of under our influence - kindness, ambition, bravery, voice. They can only show kindness if we demand it to be so. They can only follow their ambition if we are removed. They can only brave the monster if we tell them to. They can only be heard if we are able to listen.

I'm thinking of kris repeating berdly's name in shock when you try to tell ralsei that you are going to the festival with berdly of all people. Thinking about the conversations we only get to hear half of, where kris presumably tells ralsei and susie that ralsei and asriel don't look that much alike. Thinking about all the times where kris changes the prompt we give them into something that they'd prefer to say.

Kris talks. They chatter, even, but we as the player don't get to hear it. They don't get a text box. We only ever know that they spoke at all from the reactions of other characters, and even then, we rarely know exactly what was said.

And part of this is that whoever the deltarune narrator is seems intent to pretending like kris doesn't exist. You check the mirror, and it says, "it's only you". Kris plays the piano and it says, "your hands begin moving on their own." If kris speaks without your permission, the narration doesn't acknowledge it at all, committed to the lie that kris doesn't exist beyond their role as our vessel. But that's not what this post is about.

This post is about how it's entirely possible that kris has tried to talk to us when no one else is around. They could have tried to tell us their plan, or begged us not to make certain decisions, or explained that we don't actually need to steal asriel's 5 dollars because they have a piggy bank buried in the front yard. Kris could be asking us questions, or asking us not to look for the bunker password because they have a plan and we should trust them, or asking us to let them sleep a bit longer, and we the soul just carry on the same regardless, their one-sided monologue falling on deaf ears. We would never even know, because of how thoroughly the narrative of deltarune has denied kris a voice.

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OH MY GOD.

I have been on a journey since January to address the sudden and mysterious and worsening tinnitus that has gotten so loud that it becomes impossible to sleep without a super loud white noise maker. At every step of the way, someone has told me that the sound is just in my head, to just ignore it.

Someone can hear it now. I can show people. It’s real. It’s physical. It’s tangible.

I finally got a diagnosis of TMJ about a month ago. It doesn’t usually lead to tinnitus, but mine is severe enough that it developed as a symptom after going untreated for a while. Now as I finally, FINALLY start physical therapy to MAYBE get the tinnitus gone and be able to enjoy silence again, I have something to show people. To make them hear what I hear. All the time. Deafeningly. Unignorably. Tangibly. Real-ly.

They recorded tinnitus? It's a physical thing?????

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ANOTHER TENNA GLASS ANIMALS FAN!?!? YESYESYES

Maybe you still think of us...?

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Looking normal is extremely boring, THIS is the way to live!

funfact ! I feel I look insane sometimes

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BITES YOU. BITES YOU. BITES YOU.

Please,,, I am covered in bite marks,,, bite less aggressively at least,,,,

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At last, the first chapter of my long-awaited sequel to the MTTV On Air human AU fic has been completed! Hope y’all are ready, and enjoy!

(Disclaimer: I take no accountability for the amount of angst I am going to shove into this fic by the time it is over. Everyone blame @teethmongerrr for giving me so much to work with :>)

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Drawing human versions are fun just to play with characters design-- oh I need to draw him next to my King Dice HMMMMM YES.