#<- tag for acorn stuff

[acorny-acorn]

last post before 2025 ❗️

my sona(named acorn.who would've EVER known) being epic 😼

[reikaniichan]

tinkaton (delivery pokemon) get~ i leveled her up to try to get a pic without the text but she was also doing a jump so.. the cap was still out of view

deliveries are kind of a pain so i figured i just wasn’t gonna get this one... (usually doesn’t)

[complementary-oxymorons]

thinking about the multiple layers of presluci i have u dont even know how bad this phase is (approaching 2 years)

layer 1 is the things im willing to yell about on social media

layer 2 is the things that kade gets (god bless him he tolerates my stupid ass)

layer 3 is the things that are locked to myself only

sometimes some things do breach containment after vigorous scrubbing but like ill See if i wanna yell abt them here

[simplysebby]

Imagine being the parents of the kids who got kidnapped in episode 9 on Extraordinary Attorney Woo. Like you get a call like "hey so the son of the director of the school your kid goes to brought your kid to a mountain for four hours. yeah they just went up there and played. yeah like tag and red light green light and chase and stuff. yeah theyre fine literally no injuries whatsoever." like I'd be confused as hell too

This guy is my hero. He legally changed his name to Mr. Fart. He made it his life's mission to stop the abuse of children in academic institutions and from their parents. He took a bus full of kids to a mountain to play games instead of having to study for 12 hours straight (that isnt even a hyperbole). 2 of the 3 attorney's he had (the last one being a bitch who hates happiness and joy) were like "I cant condone his actions but pop off king." He literally hugged the kids he kidnapped (the kids initiated the hug) at his sentencing. The kids were showing him the acorn bracelets they made. Even the judge was like "wait what."

God I love this episode.

[kyacchan-comics]

Hello everyone, and welcome on my blog!

My name is Kyacchan (she/her) ��🤖🌿

THE ART TAG! To look at my illustrations!

THE COMIC TAG! To read my short comics!

THE RANDOM-STUFF-I-POST TAG! It's some photos and random thoughts

If you'd like to read my webcomics or see more stuff elsewhere, you can look here!

My main webcomics, that you can read in english on Tapastic and in italian on Facebook, are:

*Softymetal (CONCLUDED) - Scifi/Slice of Life story about the platonic relationship between the sunny, domestic android Jasper and the grumpy, mechanic Martha

*Honeybee - Fantasy/GL story about Fionna, a warrior with a heart made of honey, and Hilda, a lone druidess that lives in the deeps of the forest

Text description of the first image under the cut!

A "Meet the Artist" like picture. On the left, a full body and stylized picture of the author, standing with the left leg lightly lifted, smiling and touching a string of hair with one hand. She has literal white skin, a blue denim jacket, a dark red sweater, black pants and blue shoes.

On the right, a series of texts:

Kyacchan, 29, italian/english, she/her

Likes: natural sciences, creating stories, making comics, reading, music and singing, eating, comfy clothes

Dislikes: Many noises at once, selfish people, shitty parked cars, driving, not sleeping enough, ungratefulness, being cold

On the top right, there's many little drawings of an open backpack and what's usually inside: keys, a wallet, a block notes and a pen, tissues, a rock, a leaf and an acorn to symbolize random stuff picked from the ground, a box of generic ibuprofen, a portable umbrella, many receipts and business cards from restaurants and similar.

[oldshuffledeckarchive]

on that note : get fucked

placements are a wip ….. i think ….. i dont know i kinda grew attached

fusing two completely bullshit fictional romance systems is surprisingly difficult

[ghostlytoms]

hello sorry for spamming your blog......... but you seem really cool and I wonder if I might ask you for scogean fic recs? no pressure ofc, but this ship won't leave my mind... making a compilation video of their movie stuff maybe

HELLO!! you’re so real do not apologize

i dont have a lot sadly :( but here are ones that are currently being updated!!

- college au chatfic! genuinely one of my favorite things ever at the moment made by @secondstar-acorn

- vacation au where they get the vacation they deserve! another one of my favorites by @platossoulmates

and then some one shots!!

i tagged the authors (that i know are on here) so go give them support! have fun reading

[gremlin-girly]

Flufftober 2024 Masterlist

Hello lovelies, Grem here.

I followed @flufftober for the prompts this year. This year, I decided to challenge myself with 2 writing challenges for October, as a way to help me get back into and practice writing.

And oh boy, was that hard.

In fact, I was late finishing both. Regardless, I finished them, and am so happy to have done that and proud to have accomplished it.

I'm also so happy that these challenges actually brought in 100 followers! Three of which are mutuals (which made me kick my feet with excitement haha)

Honestly, it's really inspiring and has given me a lot of confidence and hell I'd say the comments etc. Means more than finishing the challenges on time! I hope you all stick around for the stuff to come but enough of the rambling from me. :)

Some of these prompts elicited more than one part or more than one idea, so I do hope to share the continuations/alternates at some point. Stories/collections will eventually get posted separately.

All of the fics below the cut are listed under the characters on my master list here.

Happy reading!

Week 1:

Day 1: Lost Pet Meet-Cute

Title: Alpine's Adventure

Warnings: brief mention/description of a panic attack

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Gn!Reader

Summary: Alpine escapes the apartment and decides to go on an adventure to find Bucky the perfect gift, eventually enlisting the help of a newfound friend to help her plan come to fruition.

Word count: 3.3k

Day 2: "Left. Other left!"

Title: On Your Left

Warnings: other than a trip into the lake and a little suggestive at the end - none!

Pairing: Sam Wilson x Gn!Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend suggests going for a bike ride and picnic one sunny day, only for you to end up being glared at by ducks and soaking wet.

Word count: 1k

Day 3: Favourite Scent

Pairing: Dean x Gn!Reader

Warnings: a little bit of misogyny (calling candles "girly" on Dean's part but that's it)

Summary: Dean’s ‘man-cave’ smells a little too funky for your liking. So, you make Dean pick a new candle scent.

Word count: 1k

Day 4 : Market Day

Title: For the Love of Plums

Warnings:

Pairing: cw!Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: You go shopping at the market for plums for a baked treat and share a cute moment with a stranger over plums.

Word count: 1.2k

Day 5: Acorn, Chesnut, Pinecone

Warnings: None

Pairing: Halsin (BG3) x gn!Reader

Summary: All children in Emerald Grove take part in an annual game to find 3 things within the forest. Having never played this before, and being a new member of the grove, you are ecstatic to play (despite being an adult) and challenge the arch druid himself to beat you in the game.

Word count: 1.7k

Day 6: Mistaken Identity

Warnings: FLUFF, coffee shop meetcute, kissing/brief PDA, reader is VERY worried their "celebrity" crush was cheating for second there, don't worry it's just Natasha undercover (like the escalator scene in CA:TWS) :)

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x gn!reader

Summary: You bump into, who you believe to be, one of your celebrity crushes at a local coffee shop. But she's acting a little strange, especially when she kisses you in the middle of the store.

Word count: 850

Week 2

Day 7: Hoodie Weather

Prompt: Hoodie Weather

Pairing: Jake Jensen x gn!reader

Warnings/tags: FLUFF, established relationship, petnames (baby, my love), suggestive/innuendo (only bc it's Jake)

Summary: You get caught in the rain on your way home and can't wait to put your favourite gigantic, fluffy hoodie on. Fortunately for you, it's already pre-heated. Unfortunately, for your boyfriend that means he he has to share.

Word Count: 725

Day 8: Chopping Wood

Prompt(s): Chopping/ piling wood

Pairing: pre-serum!Steve Rogers x Lumberjill!Reader

Warnings/Tags: FLUFF, kind of a meet-cute?, mentions of coughing/retching/nausea, pre-serum Steve, descriptions of asthma attack, muscled reader (ofc), nicknames (sweetheart, love, dame,)

Summary: When Steve has an asthma attack on a training drill and gets lost, he meets a friendly axe-wielding dame who takes his breath away.

Word count: 1.6k

Day 9: Don't Do That!

Prompt: "Don't do that!" / "But..."

Pairing: Yelena Belova x gn!reader

Warnings/Tags: FLUFF, Yelena being annoying (but we love her), confessions, kisses

Summary: You decide tonight's the night you're going to make your move. But Yelena beats you to it.

Word count: 1k

Day 10: Bet, Game, Contest

Pairing: Dean Winchester x f!Reader

Warnings/tags: misogyny/catcalling/dude being a creep and asshole (not Dean), duelling, canon-typical violence, Dean being a dork, I'm putting a warning here for cringe/stalker/gross behaviour from the asshole, FLUFF

Summary: Whilst perusing a stall at the renfair you encounter a guy that just won't leave you be, when Dean overhears. As penance for coming to your "rescue", he's challenged to a duel for your hand.

Word count: 1.1k

Day 11: Ingredients, Potions, Spells

Pairing: sick!Loki x gn!reader

Tags/warnings: Loki (he's a warning), descriptions of cold/flu symptoms, gn!reader, feverish confessions (but it's sweet I promise), mutual pining, FLUFF

Summary: Loki gets sick and reader takes care of him :)

Word count: 2.3k

Day 12: "This is spooky." / "Really?"

Tags/Warnings: : FLUFF, discussions of kids/wanting kids, innuendo, flirting

Pairing: Sam Wilson x Reader

Summary: Sam and reader go trick or treating with Sarah’s kids and it leads to some sweet discussions about kids.

Word count: 758 words

*Day 13: Attic, Cellar, Hidden Room

Summary: You haven't cleared out your attic in a long time and rope in Bucky to help you; not expecting to be scared out of your wits.

Title: Attic

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x gn!Reader (with use of doll but no other gender references)

Tags/warnings: FLUFF, Arachnophobia, implied smut at the very end (but I did write with the intention of just kisses!), retching/vomiting/nausea mentioned, literally as scared as you could possibly imagine, crying, panicking, comfort, friends to lovers (ig?)

Word count: 2k

*This prompt has alternates: Cellar and Hidden Room linked at the bottom of this post

Week 3

Day 14: Mundane AU!

Summary: You have car trouble and head to the nearest mechanic, Singer & Son, where your grumpy mechanic gives you an earful for not taking care of your car.

Title: One Piece At a Time

Prompt: Mundane AU

Pairing: Mechanic!Dean Winchester x f!Reader

Tags/warnings: Dean being Dean tbh (big ol' warning there), FLUFF, meetcute (I really like these apparently ahaha), Dean is a Mechanic, Sammy Stayed in law school :), John is still dead (I still hate him), Reader knows nothing about cars, 2nd person (female  Reader – use of "lady" once), tattooed! Dean, this is 10000% a grumpy x sunshine now that I think about it

Word Count: 2.1k

Day 15: "What are you wearing?"/"It's laundry day!"

Double Prompt: "What are you wearing?" / "It's Laundry day!" + "Yes. No. Maybe."

Summary: It's laundry day and you whip out your handy cosy outfit you wear when Steve isn't around. However, Steve comes home early...

Pairing: Steve Rogers (Captain America) x Reader

Warning/Tags: FLUFF, allusions to sex/innuendo at the very end, established relationship, petnames (sweetheart)

Word count: 879 words

Summary: Bucky thinks double room means a room with two beds and after a long mission, both of you just want sleep.

Day 16: Only One Bed

Prompt: Only One Bed

@creativepromptsforwriting prompt (which can be found here) : “We’re just friends, this doesn’t need to be weird.”

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x gn!Reader

Tags/Warnings: FLUFF, innuendos, suggestive themes, not really anything romantic in this one I'm afraid, could be the start of something who knows, but Bucky and reader are friends :)

Word Count: 1.5k

Summary: Bucky and Sam come your apartment for a few days to hide out and a certain Sokovian Baron is enamoured by you.

Day 17: Bewitched

Prompt: Bewitched

Pairing: Helmut Zemo x Reader

tags/warnings: Love at first sight, mutual pining, confessions, kiss, FLUFF

Although Reader's gender is not specified the translations below (specifically Vrăjitore) are feminine!

Word Count: 2.6k

Day 18: "I've got you."

Summary: Your friend Bucky Barnes cat sits for you when you have an emergency. However, after one little accident, you come back to the strangest welcome ever.

Title: Apollo's AccidentA follow up to Alpine's Adventure (Part of the Tails of New York series)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x gn!Reader

Tags/warnings: FLUFF, a lil mutual pining, friends to lovers, cat dad!Bucky, gn!reader, awkward situations with a pan (I don't want to give away the plot), mentions of a family emergency (not described).

Day 19: Paw

Word Count: 1.7k

Pairing: None, just you and Lae being buds :)

Warnings/Tags: FLUFF

Summary: Scratch and Lae'zel bond over fetch.

Word count: 460

Summary: Going to a charity gala, Ransom despises the tie you've gotten him.

Day 20: "I hate it." / "No, you don't."

Alt 2: "I hate it." / "No, you don't."

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Tags/Warnings: FLUFF, swearing (it's Ran). established relationship

Word Count: 626 words

Week 4

Summary: When your plans for a walk get ruined, you and your boyfriend decide to have a lazy afternoon instead.

Day 21: Rainy Day

Alt: Rainy Day

Pairing: Loki x gn!Reader

Tags/Warnings: FLUFF, cuddling, pet names (my love), not beta read

Word count: 886

Summary: You show the God of thunder your favourite spot to watch the lightning

Day 22: Stormy Night

Pairing: Thor x Reader

Tags/Warnings: FLUFF, not beta read, kissing, confessions (sorta), holding hands, sharing drinks, slight angst

Word Count: 2k+ (2054)

Word count: 1k

Day 23: Comfort Food

Pairing: Wanda x Reader

Warnings/tags: FLUFF, very bad jokes, very, very bad cooking on reader's part, gagging, pet name/term of endearment (Honey)

Summary: Wanda is feeling homesick and you make an attempt to cheer her up.

Summary: You volunteer at your local graveyard to clean headstones. One day you meet someone you never thought you'd bump into, noting the beginning of a very wholesome relationship.

Day 24: Alternate 6: Graveyard

Pairing/characters: Steve Rogers/ Captain America x gn!reader, Bucky is mentioned :)

Tags/warnings: Fluff, Angst, talk of death, grieving, a very morbid-ish meet cute (again with the meetcutes I know. IM SORRY), it's set in a grave yard so graves/funerals/and loss of loved ones is spoken about (albeit briefly)

Word count: 1.7k

Note: This is set after the battle of New York and before the events of TWS :)

Summary: Jake begrudgingly takes his niece, Aimee, to the Haunted House at the fairground. Putting on a brave face is a lot harder than it looks when you don't like clowns.

Day 25: Haunted House

Pairing: Jake Jensen (The Losers 2010) x f!reader

Warnings/tags: violence (brief!), blood/bleeding, I don't wanna give away too much plot haha, Jake being Jake, meet cute (if u really wanna call it that), clowns/zombies etc. mentioned in the haunted house

Word count: 1.6k

Summary: Ransom's iconic cream sweater mysteriously vanishes...

Day 26: "I can't find it."

Prompt: "I can't find it."

Alt Title: Sweater Weather

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Tags/Warnings: FLUFF, pet names, swearing (it's Ran)

Word count: 556 words

Summary: You've been missing on a mission for longer than expected; all of your friends and teammates believe the worst to have happened. When packing up your apartment, Steve finds a series of letters addressed to the team in a box in your closet, and decides to read the one addressed to him.

Day 27: Alt 8: Written but Never Sent

Alt 8: Written But Never Sent

Pairing: Steve Rogers x gn!Agent!Reader

Tags/Warnings: FLUFF, ANGST (idk why I'm putting Steve through the ringer this week lol), mutual pining (this is apparently my bread and butter as well as my jam), mentions of death, crying/grieving, alcohol consumption/drunk (mentioned), confessions, first kisses, second chances, not beta'd, I try to cover everything in my warnings but they are non-exhaustive - please read at your own risk! I will say that this fic is Angst heavy for the majority of it

Word count: 2.6k

Week 5

Summary: Johnny has had nothing but bad luck recently whilst you have been the opposite.

Day 28: Lucky Charm

Prompt: Lucky Charm

Title: (Un)Lucky Charm

Pairing: Johnny Storm x gn!reader

Tags/Warnings: FLUFF, Johnny being a flirt, minor injury, alcohol consumption, gagging (mentioned), not beta read

word count: 927

Summary: Sam asks his nephews an important question and is surprised by their answer.

Day 29: Betrayal

Pairing: Sam Wilson x gn!reader

Tags/Warnings: FLUFF, for the first time in days there's no angst with it

Word count: 270 words

Day 30: "Forever?"

pairing: Bucky x gn!reader

Summary: Bucky has an important question to ask you.

Word Count: 470

Day 31: Make a Wish

pairing: Loki x gn!reader

Summary: You make Loki use the last dandelion to make a wish.

Word Count: 269

Alternates:

Cellar

Hidden Room

[houseflyy]

muse-based dash game: do not reblog. copy & paste!

objective: show your followers you see them by tagging 10 (or more) people your muse(s) personally want to get to know better. this can be taken as an invitation to approach a mun for plot development.

filled out for: melody!

favorite color(s): blue, purple, pink! she tends to gravitate toward cooler colors and colors that remind her of her friends

what’re they wearing right now?: acorn cap on head. that’s it 👍

where are they at currently?: i don’t know! true to fly nature she’ll show up just about anywhere eventually. in a garbage can. up a tree. in your pockets

song stuck in their head: the entire twenty minutes of this baby sensory video

last song they listened to: piano sonata no. 11 (secondhand listening)

3 favorite foods:

strawberries!!! she’ll eat it in anything. she prefers the real stuff over artificial flavoring but she’s not picky

steak! a sirloin cooked rare is her meat of choice. but again she can’t be too picky because she’s a scavenger and can’t order or make her own food

jellies and jams! of course she’ll say strawberry is her favorite variety, and she likes all kinds of fruit flavors too. she’ll also accept the jelly cups/pots made specifically for bugs

dream trip: most any place we would call mundane is new and exciting for her to some level; every day can be a dream trip in her eyes! but ultimately she’s wondering if a “trip straight home” is an option 🤔 she dreams of it, and it's very out of reach

anything your muse wants right now: she can always say she wants her father first and foremost, but something more reachable at the moment would be something good to eat. you did just ask her about her favorite foods

favorite personal headcanon: if melody gets cold enough, she’ll fall asleep! the duality of this is that it could either make for a hurt/comfort rescue scenario in a cold setting or, if she’s too rambunctious, your muse can put her in a fridge for a bit

favorite quote of the hour: direct melody quote (in response to another muse being nervous around a talking bug): “i understand what you mean. i’ve never met a talking bug either.”

tagged by: @elphilim (thank you!! <3) tagging: @littlemetalbiter @ofteaandmagic @let-me-be-surprised @thetoyboxtoyhouse @purelyradiating @icangiveyouanything @green-eyed-prophet @thespiritofwillow @fifthdimensicn @chainsxwsmile @fledercanons @deathdvncer @stonesreef @chainxdancer @drachliebe (if you want!!!)

[galeorderbride]

By the Lyre’s Tune - Wyll x F!Tav

Summary: post-Raphael defeat, Wyll takes Tav to the now quiet House of Hope for a romantic escape.

An early Valentine’s Day gift to fellow Wyll lovers out there :) here is some smutty goodness with our favourite Blade of Frontiers and a non-descriptive female Tav. This man deserves more sexy, he’s hot asf.

Anyway, 18+ for obvious reasons (tags listed below the cut with the fic).

Enjoy babes xx

Tags: piv sex, oral (f receiving), hand stuff, no protection hehe

Words: 4.8K

…

It was almost over.

The elder brain felt so close yet so far. They’d killed Orin for her Netherstone, freed the Gondians and Ulder Ravengard from the Iron Throne, and now defeated Raphael in his House of Hope to get the Orphic Hammer. Everything felt like it was coming together, and somehow, that brought Tav more anxiety. Stacks the cards high enough and they’re bound to fall.

She wasn’t without support. Back at the Elfsong, she sat beside the fireplace and toyed with the little acorn Wyll gave her after freeing his father. A symbol of unity, of devotion for life, not just a simple proposal but a promise of commitment in spite of all both of them had been through. She wasn’t only overjoyed by the thought of becoming Mrs. Ravengard after all of this ended, but also that he’d come so far in accepting himself as he was. Enough to open up to her in the most intimate way, to feel comfortable sharing his life with someone.

In the fuss of the final days before hunting the brain, Tav and Wyll hadn’t had much time to bask in their new phase of romance. For what felt like the first time in ages, Tav actually had a night to breathe, choosing to contemplate by the fire after dinner while others readied for bed. She let her eyes lose focus and warm in the sienna flame, as if the fire could heal her woes through her irises. Grounded only by the smooth edge of the acorn danced in her palm and the way her heart swelled at the thought of it.

“There you are! I wondered where you were hiding,” a harmonious voice said behind her, warm and comforting just like the fire.

Wyll sat next to her, the glow creating a brimstone fantasy against his infernal horns. His sending stone eye twitched with the fiery crackle. She couldn’t take her eyes off him, forgetting completely about the fire. A timeless beauty to him, rugged and handsome but gentle, naturally emanating a generous radiance as if he were touched by every god in Ao’s pantheon. In between the lines of his organic decency, she’d catch the various scars and marks on the exposed parts of his body. All the memories of battles hard fought and won, always in the honour of others. He was a hero Tav didn’t know could exist outside of old stories.

“Sorry for hiding away,” she said, feigning a sigh, “I’m so tired I can hardly remember why I decided to sit here in the first place.”

He chuckled, “No apologies needed. I think the long journey is finally getting to us. Having that weight on your shoulders for months is unbearable. No mortal is strong enough to take that in stride all the time, my love.”

Tav took shelter in him immediately, resting her head on his shoulder and closing her eyes. The scent of him carried in a comforting waft, cedar and hints of orange. A small amount of sweat from the fire building on his neck and shoulders. Being next to him was enough to send a shiver down her spine, spellbound by how everything about him was completely, ceaselessly beautiful. Despite how exhausted she was, the primitive part of her brain filled her body with a heat separate from the flames.

Still leaning on his shoulder, she breathed out, “I wish we could run off together tonight. Just lie together with nothing and no one around. I know it’s silly, we have so many things to do. But do you ever feel tempted to just escape from it all?”

He let out a blissful sigh, contemplating the wonderful thought of running off somewhere with Tav where no one could bother them. There were so many possibilities. The beaches by Wyrm’s Rock, hidden wings in the castle with unoccupied guest rooms and baths, even an empty ballroom where they could dance the nights away. All fantasies of a life he didn’t think he’d ever achieve. If he wasn’t already motivated to give his all in defeating the elder brain, a life of tenderness with Tav was a strong bonus.

An idea popped into his head, occurring at the same time Tav began to caress her fingers against his forearm. The hairs on his skin stood on end, a wave of warmth rushing through his abdomen and extremities. Her nails scratched gently, but enough to stimulate the parts of his flesh sending signals to the rest of him. An energy filled with palpable desire that demanded attention. She was his now, and he was hers. And the exclusivity of her touch was like lightning against him.

“It’s risky, but what if I could give that to you? If just for the night, maybe we could run off somewhere,” he said.

Her attention raised, “What do you mean? Where would we go?”

He took her hand and lifted them both to a stand. Towering over her in heroic glory and youthful confidence. While he wasn’t as tall and large as Halsin, Wyll was an example in how bravado could inspire a gravitational pull, sometimes seeming a foot taller than he actually was. Not forgetting the broad shoulders that always piqued her interest.

“Do you trust me?” He asked. She felt the sparkling bubble of temporal magic on her hands as he held them.

“Of course I do, Wyll,” she replied, despite the fact that she’d figured out he was magically about to transport them somewhere. Given all they were up against, she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t a little anxious. But she had her hero with her, and Wyll made sure everything was alright no matter what.

“Close your eyes,” he said, letting the magic take over them as he lowered down to kiss her softly. Golden energy flew around them while she lost herself in the serenity of his lips on hers. His arm snaked around her waist, their bodies glued together as they transitioned to the place he had in mind.

Around them, golden vines and gilded intricacies began to form. The wooden floor of the Elfsong became shiny marble under their feet. A large pool of bubbling warm water took over the entire centre of the room, red velvet pillows, trays of fresh fruit and carafes of sweet wine bordering every inch. Red carpet lined each hexagonal angle, leading to the back wall where a large bed with maroon cushions lay dormant. Waiting for occupation. A glowing chandelier overlooking everything and just above the water: a lyre, playing by itself a calming, seductive melody.

Tav recognized the place in seconds. A boudoir they’d just returned from mere days ago after killing Raphael: the House of Hope.

“Wyll, what are we doing here? It’s dangerous to be here alone even without Raphael,” she asked, letting her eyes dart across every inch of the vacant boudoir.

“Not while Hope has her influence. She may not have a hold on this place for long, but while she does, we can have some peace here,” he explained, locking his fingers between hers and leading her deeper into the room, “Besides, Mizora can’t bother us here. No one can.”

True, Tav had grown tired of the damned cambion’s mocking and musing even after Wyll had escaped his pact. Every time she caught them sharing a kiss or dancing on the balcony, Tav could hear her wretched giggles in the background. Like a teenager poking fun at the school reject. At the worst of times, Wyll had to keep Tav back with the temptation to beat the devil into a pulp for all the harm she caused the love of her life. Consequences be damned, though Wyll always had a cooler head.

Without the fear of Raphael or his minions, the boudoir was a hedonistic sort of beautiful. The humid scent of lavender and steam emanating from the water, mixing with the spice of incense hanging from the ceiling. The lyre’s glimmering tune sends her into a spell of temptation, and she doesn’t feel so nervous anymore. Hope’s aura did change the way this place felt. They were still steeped in Avernus, of course, but this house felt like a haven now. A tiny, bordered shelter away from the evils of outside.

Tav grinned, feeling the little acorn in her pocket. “Only you could make a devil’s boudoir a romantic getaway.”

“I haven’t even gotten started,” he said, “Come here.”

In the midst of the lyre’s tune, he moved her hands in the position of a romantic, swaying dance. The swish of the waterfalls in the pool guided their tiny steps beside the boudoir’s bed. She tried not to recall Haarlep’s former presence there, and decided if they were to do anything intimate tonight, they’d stay away from the mattress. Although, if he led her there right now, she’d have a hard time protesting.

For now, she just let herself get lost in the courtly dance. He moved so naturally, the same as he did when he swung his rapier toward a foe and casted an eldritch blast with no effort. She hadn’t admitted this to him yet, maybe one day she would, but she’d fallen in love the moment he took down that goblin at the grove. Stronger when she saw him training the tiefling children. Stronger again when he chose to go against his pact and save Karlach. There were countless moments in between. Reminding her whenever he twirled her around, happy to do so just to hear her laugh.

As they danced, he began to speak, “When I first proposed, I didn’t have anything to give you. Not even a real ring. No bed or fire. Just us and the moonlight, and you accepted me anyway. I love you for that, for everything. But I want to give you at least something—well, deserving. I cannot give you the palace I wish to yet, but perhaps this will do for now? You and I, in this former strange boudoir that we could turn into an enchanted temple.”

“In another life, you were a poet, Wyll Ravengard,” Tav said, bringing her hand to his cheek, “I’ve no need for a castle. I’d take a dirty patch of ground if you were next to me on it.”

He smiled, pressing his forehead to hers, sheltered under the curvature of his horns. A part of him she made sure he knew she loved any chance she had. This time, craning her neck upward to place tiny kisses on both of them. Her body shivered at the sound of his small breaths, growing more laboured with every peck of her lips on the rugged surface.

His hands caressed up her raised arms, up to her wrists and resting there at his horns. Drawing her face downward so he could kiss her once more, less chaste and far more passionate than before. The taste of him like fresh mint on her tongue, he flirtatiously nipped at her bottom lip. Tav giggled into his embrace, dropping her hands down to his shoulders and hooking them over.

She appreciated how he liked taking things slow when they first started their romance. How many times had she been with others too fast only to be disappointed in the end? Left with nothing but a hasty fling and an insatiable void. Wyll wanted all things to last, even if that meant gratification was a bit delayed. When he proposed, their first night together was beautiful—but rushed. They had no shelter, hardly any privacy, and worried they’d be attacked by any of their multiple enemies. Not to mention, Mizora, who insisted on sticking with them until the elder brain was defeated and forced Wyll to stay in his pact for several more months, pestered them from afar. Reaching into Wyll’s head and mocking him, distracting him. Tav had to use a silencing spell just to keep her voice away.

Now, they had none of that. Just the calming rush of the water and the tune of the lyre. There was an element of silliness to know this was formerly Raphael’s boudoir, but that was the past. Here, they were untouchable other than for one another. They could take their time.

Pulling away from his kiss, her eyes flickered to the warm, vacant pool of steaming water. “Care for a swim?”

Tav confidently kicked off her shoes and took a few steps back. At the edge of the large bath, she had Wyll watch as she slowly, painstakingly removed her clothing. Beginning with the buttons on her pants, taking satisfaction in his joyful sighs as she exposed the flesh of her legs and hips. Next was her pale blue corset, unlacing the brown string while Wyll took a seat in one of the chaises.

He sat back, muscular arm around the back and taking her in like entertainment. His own, personal nymph in a temple of Sune. The glow of the chandelier under her as she swayed her hips back and forth in a seductive dance, each movement revealing more skin. Wyll struggled with the tightening fabric of his pants, already harder than he ever deemed possible when the corset finally fell from her torso. Her breasts were exposed and perky in the candlelight, a sight so beautiful that he thought it belonged in a great portrait in a grand hall. Now that he’d seen her in the light, the dark illumination of the moon and stars would never satisfy again.

She turned her body away from him, teasing his eyes by tucking her fingers into the lining of her underwear. Pulling and prodding at the fabric but never bringing them down. He tugged at the bulge in his pants, longing to release his cock and chase her into the water until she had nowhere to run. Tav hypnotized him like no other, with each move of her shapely hips and flirtatious bite of her bottom lip, a playful side of her meant only for him.

Wyll stood from the chaise, “You are an insatiable tease, you know that? What have I done to suffer so as not to see the rest of that perfect body?”

Tav laughed, quietly giving in to his pleas and removing her underwear. She didn’t wait for him to undress before she backed into the water, sighing blissfully at the sensation of warmth on her ankles, consuming the rest of her body as she sank into the depths. The whole time, she watched Wyll undress, quicker than her and wasting no time in joining her. Fixed on the beautiful rivets and curves of his muscular, toned body, Tav’s fingers found purchase between her thighs. Teasing herself to the image of her religiously gorgeous man, infernal ridges embedded in his scarred skin like the personification of a hellish battle.

A light moan escaped her lips, giving herself away. She never had the upper hand for too long when he always managed to wrap her around his finger. He wouldn’t gloat about it, just chuckle at her and smirk. Words weren’t needed for the blade of frontiers, but he sometimes gave them anyway.

“Have I kept you waiting too long, my love? Let me remedy that,” he said, climbing into the water and swimming over to her. They met at the centre of the pool, pushing their bare bodies together as they let the water whirl them around. Her legs wrapped around his waist, feeling his erection against her thighs and lightly rubbing against her core. He felt how wet she was even under the water, unable to resist wrapping his arms around her back and pressing her chest onto his.

Everything was gradual with him, including the teasing graze of his lips against hers, never quite going for the full kiss. His breath was warm and inviting on her mouth, pulling her forward as she melted further into his embrace. His hand trailed down from her spine, crossing the arch of her back like a hillside all the way down to the peak of her rear. The rough squeeze of his hand on her supple flesh made her buckle to temptation, running the tip of her tongue along his bottom lip until they fell into a sultry, heavy make out. She had far less patience than him, letting her hands wander about his body in a more frenzied rhythm than his slow, passionate grasp of her bottom. He’d be lying if he said that didn’t fill him with mischievous joy, knowing the effect he had on her.

Overcome with need, she felt herself ready to cry at his touch. Her words were nothing but desperate, lusty whines as she said, “I want you—please. Don’t make me beg, Wyll.”

“Your wish is my command, my love. Turn around, let me please you,” he whispered, but never quiet enough to hide the smooth, sensual voice of his. The one that knew all the right words to say, all the ways to make her feel adored and worshipped.

Standing in the middle of the pool, waist deep, Tav turned so her back was against his chest. Her head leaned into the crux of his neck and shoulder, her eyes fluttering closed as she reveled in the feathery tickle of his fingers finding place on her body. Right hand nestled from her stomach to her chest, massaging her breast and toying with her raised nipple hard enough to produce that exciting tingle. Left hand went from the ridge of her hip, down to the top of her thigh and finally resting between her legs. His fingers began to circle beautifully around her clit, just as he started to kiss and suck on her ear. He had to be as close as possible, practically glued to her just so he could hear clearly her tiny, pleasure filled whimpers.

“Oh, Wyll, how do you make that feel so good?” She asked, still letting her head hang back on his shoulder as she let him build her to a coming climax. Her body had never responded to someone so easily, somehow feeling every single stroke of his finger on her swollen clit. How she ached to move more, grind her hips harder yet restrained by his strong arms around her. Her only option was to submit to his movements, his middle and index fingers pushing between her lips and occupying each side of her clit. A perfect spot to bring her over the edge.

In the midst of sucking on her earlobe and breathing into her nape, he said in a gentle tone, “Come for me, my love. I want to see you fall apart for me. Show me how much you want it.”

Tav couldn’t reply before she felt the addicting wave of an orgasm flow over her. She sunk her nails into his arms, his other hand still playing with her breasts as she rode out her finish. She let out a soft but desperate moan, struggling out his name as she reached the comedown period. Blood rushed to her cheeks, reddening her face as a thin layer of sweat permeated her brow. Locked in his arms, she felt tempted to fall asleep against him, already tired from the first climax. Knowing him, that wasn’t even half the night.

Wyll moved his hand from her core to her chin, lifting her face to pull her into another passionate kiss. His other hand never left her body, from breast down to navel and tickling the side near her ribs. “I cannot get enough of those sounds you make. Just when I thought my luck ran out, and you popped into my life. I want to show you how thankful I am. How deeply I love you.”

At this point, she was ready to let him do whatever he wanted. Take her right here in the middle of the pool, or move her to the bed despite her prior reservations about it. As long as he was all over her body and never separated, staying with her all night in a fiery barrage of passion.

“I love you, too, Wyll. Stay close to me, keep your hands on me,” she said, happy to get lost in him and forget about all the problems that waited for them in the outside world.

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” he said with a smile. He moved back in front of her, his hands grabbing her hips and moving her to the edge of the warm pool. A jet hit the base of her spine, the hard current of water massaging her already loosened muscles. She was limp, moving easily to his command as he laid her down on the pillows at the edge, her legs still dangling in the water. He rested himself between her legs, perfectly aligned to her pelvis as he pushed his erect cock against her dripping cunt.

Beside their writhing bodies was an uncorked bottle of Arkhen’s Hoard and a tray of green and purple grapes. He hovered over her, taking a grape into his mouth and sharing the other end with her. Their mouths joined as they each bit into the fruit, sweet juice staining their lips and tongues. Tav wrapped her legs around Wyll’s waist, tightening against him as she tried to maneuver him to slide inside. Pushing him forward in a silent plea to fuck her as they played with the crushed grape in their seductive kiss. Each time, he fought against it, unable to contain his glib smile as he continued to tease her entrance but never put it in. He liked hearing her whine for him, mewl between the caress of his tongue gliding against her teeth.

“Not quite yet, my love. Let me enjoy this,” he said, voice levelled and dark with lust. “Enjoy you.”

She watched in anticipation, arms splayed around her head and back arched against the silken pillows underneath. Wyll reached for the bottle of Arkhen’s Hoard, taking in the faint scent of tobacco and raspberry before dribbling a little into the valley between her breasts. Just enough for him to taste, licking the blood red droplets off her skin. Slowly, he made sure every inch of her was clean of the wine, until he poured a bit more. Lower this time, liquid threatening to seep onto the most sensitive spot that begged for his attention. His fingers embedded themselves into the flesh of her hips, the muscles in his back arching gorgeously as his mouth trailed south.

She moaned heavily, running her fingers through her hair to cope with the immeasurable pleasure of his tongue finally meeting with her core. Legs spread and resting on his shoulders, he enjoyed her just as he said—consumed her. The taste of her essence combining with the tart bite of wine sending him to a place better than any afterlife he could imagine. His hungry moans danced with the tune of the floating lyre, the music leading them both into a state of euphoria. He could feel her cunt throbbing under his tongue as he gently lapped against her clit, sliding down and up across the opening his cock ached to be inside.

Tav worked through the sensitivity of having finished before, doing her best to fight for a second climax. She focused on the smooth, wet stroke of his tongue hitting just the spot she liked. Happy to have someone who paid attention to her wants, was intuitive to her needs. Wyll was a fast learner, he recognized which moans hinted at the right spots, and the fact that when he flicked his tongue against her, she’d buck her hips into his face. He craved her approval, to get her over the edge again so she was well taken care of. His right hand wandered from the flesh of her ass up to her breast, once again playing with her supple, pink nipple with the tip of his thumb.

“Gods above, you are amazing!” She breathed out as she began to feel that tightening tingle in her lower abdomen. Muscles and nerves contracted in a symphony of ecstasy as she let herself go in his mouth, toes pointed and dragging along his chiseled back. Her head spun into a blizzard of nonsense as she came, drunk on his touch and feral for him. For Tav, her need for him was no longer a thing of desire, but of utter survival. She feared she’d die if he didn’t ravish her.

Wyll couldn’t handle it anymore, cock almost sore from how hard he was. The lack of stimulus drove him to the point of madness. He moved up, his entire body covering hers as he lowered down and kissed her furiously, tasting herself on his tongue. His lips were slick with her orgasm, slippery against her face. Sweat lined their bodies, mixing with the water residue and the humidity of the boudoir. The scent of sex and vanilla permeated the room as he sheathed his cock inside of her soaked entrance. Both of them moaned in tandem, Wyll’s breath shivered as he drowned in the tight warmth of her welcoming cunt, gooseflesh on her neck at the sound of it.

His strong arms pinned her down on either side, his fingers replacing hers in her perspired hair, pulling gently. Their foreheads pressed together as he began to thrust in a slow but firm rhythm, letting Tav adjust the stretch that burned in the best way. His sizable length pushed against her walls in a delicious claim of her body, arms still wrapped in her hair as if he’d fall if he let go.

“Tav, love of my life, tell me you belong to me. You’re so beautiful like this, I need to know this is real and you’re mine,” he pleaded, a desperate breath on her lips as he did.

Those were the easiest words in the world for her. “I’m yours, Wyll. For as long as you’ll have me. Forever.”

This was a side of him that no one else could see. A far cry from his usual upstanding, adjusted self in the outside world. Comfortable enough to let himself go as he growled into her ear, followed by an unbridled groan that vibrated at the base of his throat. He adjusted his position, moving his legs out of the water and resting his knees on the floor, folding her body up into a possessive mating press. His cock pushed deeper into her than it already was, nearing the hilt of her cervix with an irresistible ache. Tav yelped at the feeling, nails digging into his back harder with each thrust. Sounds of flesh against flesh overtook the light melody of the lyre in the background, and Wyll continued to growl in her ear.

“Come for me, Wyll,” Tav ordered, biting down on her lip as she felt her legs quiver around him, “I want you to finish inside me. Let me feel it, please!”

On a normal day, he’d ask if she was sure. As if they could afford any more risks. But as he pressed his cock deep inside her, the sensation of her wet walls clamped around him, any common sense flew out the window. She was the most captivating thing he’d ever laid eyes on, and foolishness be damned. He let his thrusts grow languid, his back arching over her as he felt his lower body knot into a growing, ecstatic pleasure. She relished in the sounds of his uneven breathing, panting, swearing as he made one, final rut into her cunt before spilling his cum deep inside. His orgasm was so intense through his body that he couldn’t contain the deep, strained moan that filled the room.

Tav laughed, drunk on the bliss of feeling him empty himself. The twitch of his thick cock hitting a spot hard enough to send a shiver down her spine. Her body temperature surged, melting into the gentle rush of him pulling out and letting the cum dribble out of her. The water on her feet provided an extra bit of comfort as Wyll planted himself next to her, his exhausted breathing slowly steadying.

“That was—how do I even describe it? Perfect seems like an understatement,” he said between laboured sighs.

She grinned, leaning her body over to the side and planting small kisses on his cheek and jawline. Her hand wandered up and down his chest and abs, as if trying to learn from memory each magnificent part of him.

“All the more reason to make sure this damned brain is defeated,” she said, “So we can have moments like this for the rest of our lives.”

Wyll picked up the little acorn from her pants sitting on the ground beside them, letting it settle onto his palm. With a smile, he kissed the tip of her nose, “I’ll make damn sure of it, my love.”

[slayedfrr]

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[mooncello]

Hi friends. I posted chapter 5 of more than a footnote last Sunday. It's over on ao3.

I'm working through some beats for chapter 6. Unlike some of you magnificent plotters, I hate outlines. They feel constricting to me. And the story shifts and evolves as I write. Characters reveal stuff to me as we spend more time together, and sometimes that necessitates plot changes or deeper subplots. It's also my greedy curious distractable brain. Like: Oh, but what if this happens? What if he did this instead? Truly, squirrel brain. But y'know those lil bushy-tailed fuckers can unintentionally plant oak trees so ... I will follow those acorn trails and play with a new thought or question, even if it wasn't originally plotted, to see whether it has a place in the story. It's kinda like having an ongoing conversation with the story as it's being written. It's humbling af and takes twice as long, I'm sure, than if I wrote an outline and stuck with it. But I've tried the detailed plotting thing, and it just doesn't work for me.

So I don't have anything from chapter 6 to share just yet. But I do have something else. It almost feels like a tease, because I don't know when I'll actually sit down and write the rest of this fic, but I finally figured out what direction lost boys is going. (Sometimes you follow the squirrel, and sometimes you let a story rest to see what emerges from quiet stasis.) I'm excited about it again. Which feels amazing. Here are way more than six sentences from chapter 3, Baz POV:

“How old were you,” I ask softly, “when you first came here?” “Eight.” He switches his hands behind his head and moves his shoulder blades against the earth, like he’s trying to get more comfortable. I have a sudden bolt of reckless courage. “Here,” I say and sit up fully. I scoot closer, angle my body, and wrap my palm around the curve of his head. Thankfully, he understands what I’m communicating and shifts until his head is resting in my lap. I suddenly find Simon staring directly up at me. An easy smile slopes across his face. “Hey,” he says. “Hi.”  I feel my own mouth stretch into a responding smile. There’s a delightful tumble of butterflies in my stomach. Without giving it any thought, my fingers thread through his hair, nails skimming his skull and then pulling away with curls between knuckles. The slightest of tugs. Release. Then I repeat the sequence over and over again. Simon melts against my thigh, and his eyes flutter closed. A tiny, contented moan leaves him, and I grow momentarily dizzy because I did that. That sound was because of me. “Feel good?” I murmur. “Mmph.” I’m glad his eyes are closed and can’t see me smirking. I’m so goddamn pleased. And he looks incredible like this. Relaxed and untroubled, draped over my lap.

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[artsysurvivor]

[Image ID: Two pictures, the first one being a close up of Seley el'then, the first character in the boxes; and the second one being the six fanarts template from earlier. The first box has a gradient background from red to yellow. Selethen has his arms crossed and a smile on his black-bearded face, his dark brown eyes matching the calm smile. He has a big nose that bumbs out at the top and points downward slightly at the end. He has metal-studded leather armor over top of a thin white long-sleeve shirt. A belt is seen around his waist; nothing is shown below that. Chain-mail hangs loosely around his face, making a curved V shape; on top of that is a white cloth wrapped around his head, the excess of it flowing like long hair. On top of the cloth is an "acorn shaped" helmet. /End ID]

Thanks for the recommendation @permettez-moi :3. I've never drawn Selethen before, as you might know, so this took more time than I thought it would (coming up with a design and all that—I might edit his design still but we'll see). But it was fun! I started reading Erak's Ransom again to get a barring of his personality and the clothing that Flanny describes him in. I forgot how much I liked his character.

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[oblivionsdream]

Trinket Poll Game

Tag game: pick stuff from your room and have people vote on what they want to take home

@just-prime tagged me for this! Thanks! This sounds fun

Tagging: @chronicoddity @glitterghost @goldenjellyfish12 @artemistartarus @a-kind-of-merry-war @imsociallyanxiousgetoverit @shakesqueers13 @stinastar @mirrorthoughts @bi-the-way-drbloom and anyone else who wants to do this! (Though y’all are not obligated to do this so no pressure)

[echosoftheunseenaskblog]

"Echos from those forever gone unseen."

AHAHAHAH!!! I convinced my partner in crime to make this blog with me. This is the OFFICIAL EOTU ask blog!! Any other ask blog that says it's official... uh.. ask the owners of EOTU if it is. Mainly run by @rockparmesan but will occasionally be posted on by @cursedppotato

This is inspired by other ask blogs; this is our first ever ask blog we've made!! Please bear with us.

~Some general info for everyone~

Stuff will be added as this blog gains more asks; this is not all set in stone. This blog includes ALL EOTU characters. Dead and alive. So yes, you can interact with the character "Roblox" if you really would like to. All interactions are fine!! However, if you'd like to RP, please do mention either at the start, or in OOC at some point that you would like an interaction, we aren't very good at telling.

The owners are minors, don't be weird. A good majority of this can be considered as CANON. This includes any interactions from characters outside of the EOTU universe... I'd like to know if anyone can get an interaction that shows how exactly they can get there. There MAY be art, there MAY not be, it's all up to how the owners are feeling. Characters from other games like Forsaken, TR:UD, etc, are allowed. (If I see a daybreak character I'm going to have so much fun with it) If there is an interaction, OOC will either be written like (This) or (This) Green usually means @rockparmesan replied, Purple usually means @cursedppotato replied. Magic anons aren't allowed, sadly. EOTU has very strict unspoken rules on how magic would work.

~Characters~

Survivors

Builderman StickMasterLuke Telamon/Shedletsky Noob Bacon Hazard Jane Doe John Doe Drakobloxxer Glitcher

Dev survivors

Glitched Purity Ambrose

Killers

Guest 666 1x1x1x1 G0ner Archer Patchwork

Dev killers

Unfamiliar Voice Buzzkill

The Sword Holders

Noob (yes we know this is double) - Linked sword Last Guest - Firebrand Tofu - Venomshank Darcel - Darkheart Kandi - Illumina Spirit - Ghostwalker Cassandra - Windforce Eirwen - Icedagger 1x1x1x1 (Once again, we know this is double) - Daemonshank

Other characters

Aurora Auren Meddie Algen Acorn(Deceased) Roblox(Deceased)

~Silly tags~

An echo (Ask)

Here's some food (art)

The goofy goober gods are here (OOC)

Welcome back to another episode (rp)

Let's not talk about this (lore)

~Final notes~

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Echos of the unseen is an ongoing roblox game project roughly inspired by games like Forsaken, The Robloxia until dawn, Daybreak, and more.

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what year did you graduate high school? It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the year “Jump Around” by House of Pain was released

tell me where you live without telling me where you live: pretty bridge, cable cars, sourdough, hills, Full House house 

tell me what you do for work: i organize people and information and things

caffeine source of choice: oat milk latte extra hot 

do you have a skincare routine? a simple cleanser and a night cream with a nice smell, oh and definitely sunscreen every day

how often do you do laundry? 1-2x a week, but i have teenagers who’ve been doing their laundry for years, so it’s so much less now!

favorite flower: big fragrant roses and jasmine

your go-to karaoke song: i just could never. If you forced me, it’d be paul revere by the beastie boys i guess. 

what kind of phone do you have? iphone, er, something

do you wear contacts/glasses? both since high school. I was just at the optometrist last week and they really tried to sell me $1,000 pair of simple glasses. How are they still doing this when zenni exists??

what color is your hair right now? light brown with some highlights 

you’ve just been handed $10,000 cash, what are you spending it on? Responsible me says debt stuff and college savings, etc. the other me says a trip to Tokyo.

how many pets do you have? 1 dog and 1 cat

have you ever been on a train? We have an underground train system here which is really convenient. I rode trains when visiting europe last year and it was lovely.

and finally, tell me something about yourself people might be surprised to know: I lost a spelling bee once because i misspelled acorn. To this day i still rely on autocorrect to fix it for me.

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