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[twodimentionalgenie16]

intro (a really bad one but this took days for me to complete so

[druidicbard]

lets do some 1 parap starters for anyone who wants some! or you can give me a reply with 'meme' and i'll send you an ask meme, but been as i will only asume u dunno my chara well enough, it will be a case of - i will pick one from your last reblogged meme.

[fatedefyd]

   @stxnekxng​​  /  cont. ♥

         It started with a passing comment about relationships and needs, and then it just.. took off from there.  Chang’e hadn’t had a relationship that went beyond friendship in over a thousand years  --  Wukong, from what she understands, has also kept his needs under wraps for many a century.  They were comfortable enough to talk about such topics, and now they’re here. 

         To see and feel him at his most vulnerable is a testament to his trust in the goddess, and the raven-haired one doesn’t plan to have that trust wasted.  The Monkey King’s smaller form is endearing, she thinks, and is not surprised with what she finds when he steps out of his pants.  While she’s yet to disrobe, all that Chang’e had decided to wear that day was a simple, floral sundress, so it’ll be as quick to take off as it was to put on.  Dainty fingers can feel his temperature rise, and she wonders :  would he be alright with her colder touch ?  It came with the territory of being on the moon, but it’s easy to regulate after so many years of training the trait.  

         There is no worry on her end about the difference in size, though.  The Great Sage had faced and defeated bigger foes, surely he could handle a little bottom-heavy goddess ?

   ❝ do you want me to stop ? ❞  She questions tenderly, her feather-like touch lifting from his fuzzy underside.  Though his tail indicates that he’s comfortable with her explorations, it doesn’t hurt to be extra certain.

[eposerta]

@mythous said "i’ve seen this town make good people do bad things." xoxo marcus

❛      DO  YOU  KNOW  OF  ANY  TOWNS  THAT  MAKE  BAD  PEOPLE  DO  GOOD  THINGS  ?    ❜  while  the  question  is  asked  with  a  hint  of  humor  ,    the  perplexed  expression  upon  her  features  begs  for  an  answer  .  the  truth  is  that  she  would  love  to  know  ,  craves  the  comfort  that  could  be  brought  with  knowledge  that  even  the  worst  in  the  world  could  change  ,  even  if  it  was  too  late  to  avoid  the  consequences  .  more  pipe  dreams  -  she’s  full  of them    . she  smiles  with  the  same  hope  that’s  pulled  her  down  to  rock  bottom  too  many  times  for  her  to  count  ,  leaning  in  to  his  train  of  thought  as  if  there  had  to  be  more  to  it  than  that  .  perhaps  it  was  this  town  that  made  the  good  turn  bad  ,  or  ,  couldn’t  it  also  have  been  the  people  themselves  ?  who  was  she  to  question  the  morality  of  others  —  what  aches  them  ,  what  drives  them  and  their  actions  ?  she  was  nobody  -  far  from  judge  ,  jury  ,  executioner  . 

hands  burrow  themselves  into  the  sleeves  of  her  jacket  ,  the  wind  teasing  the  back  of  her  neck  makes  her  shudder  from  the  chill.  it  brings  feet  forward  to  put  distance  between  her  and  the  door  ,  indulging  the  warmth  of  such  a  quiet  home  .  ❛      besides  …    ❜  a  look  is  given  to  the  young  man  that  lay  face  first  on  the  sofa  ,  and  for  a  second  ,  pity  washes  across  her  cheeks  as  her  tongue  clicks  ,  and  the  desire  to  lighten  the  mood  ,  she  continues  ,  ❛      he’s  not  that  bad  —  he  just  wanted  to  have  a  good  time  ,  at  least  he  made  it  here  in  one  piece  ,  right  ?    ❜

[rvndrkhlme]

soooooooo my tags apparently look stupid as hell on certain computers so i'm gonna have to redo them 🥴. absolutely adore that for me

[winterrhayle]

my habesha queen i love her so so much

[wxlbxrr]

“Every question is a good question if it isn’t one of logic, you know?” he answered, unscrewing the bottom part of the blow-dryer. Leg bouncing uncontrollably against the top of the picnic bench, a gentle thud being heard every couple of seconds. There wasn’t anything wrong with the blow-dryer, at least not that he knew but he needed to get his hands moving or he’d end up in trouble. “Like, if you went up to me and asked if kissing under a plant every holiday was the right thing to do? I’d have to ask if you knew that it was a parasite that got pollinated via bird poop.”

[philameangrey]

[valveplugs]

   @plasticsinned  /  cont. !

   ❝ let’s go to mine, then. ❞  She claims with certainty.  ❝ it’s a little more comfy. ❞

       In truth, her chambers have been designed to be off-ground ; a room off to the side with minimalist decorating, walls coated in silk & a hammock-like berth  --  she’ll need to make adjustments to it once they reach it, she has some ideas she’d like to test with him when they do.  the playful kind. 

       As they make their way deeper into their home, she switches to her alt mode to ascend to her room, and as Airachnia thinks on it... she hasn’t been in this state in such a long time.  she hasn’t had the time to be, and back then the many-armed bot was certain no one would have similar feelings for her.  no one with common sense, anyways. 

       Looking over her shoulder, violet optics hold a glint just as teasing as her tone before climbing into her room.

   ❝ come on, don’t keep me waiting. ❞

[ivegotforever]

like for a starter ya nerds💕

[wclrider]

“it hurts.”

prompt.   ( accepting )

𝙰   𝙲𝚄𝚁𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚈   𝙶𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴   𝚃𝙾   𝙾𝙵𝙵𝙴𝚁   𝙷𝙾𝙿𝙴,   something   new   he   finds   himself   doing.   something   human.   it   would   stand   to   reason   then   that   such   a   kindness   would   be   borne   of   the   human   he's   found   himself   bound   to.   however,   he   is   busy   and   the   Walrider   is   running   out   of   patience   for   this   militia   that   stands   against   him.

❝   𝙸   𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆.   ❞

and   he   is   that   of   some   weary   god,   worn   thin   by   the   suffering   of   his   devoted.   𝙱𝙴𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚂𝙴   𝙾𝙵   𝙲𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚂𝙴   𝙷𝙴   𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳   𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆.   of   course   the   swarm   would   know   the   ichor   that   seeps   from   waylon   as   he   lays   languid,   bleeding   out   upon   the   floor   like   some   kind   of   gutted   lamb.   they   used   to   stick   them   for   him,   an   offering   of   sorts,   to   soak   his   mountain   in   their   gore.   relished   in   it,   fed   upon   it.   but   now   things   are   different.   𝙷𝙴   𝙸𝚂   𝙳𝙸𝙵𝙵𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃.   looms   o'er   him   and   sees   that   doe   eyed,   vacant   and   rather   pathetic   stare   and   feels   no   vitality   from   it   as   he   had   before   with   the   other   lambs   to   the   slaughter.

𝙺𝙴𝙴𝙿   𝚆𝙰𝚈𝙻𝙾𝙽   𝚂𝙰𝙵𝙴.     that   is   what   he   was   supposed   to   do.   they   were   a   team,   after   all.   is   only   thankful   that   waylon's   family   was   not   here   to   witness   him   in   any   more   agony   than   the   glances   they   have   caught   after   the   initial   fray   he   suffered.   like   a   rabbit   in   a   snag,   he   had   seen   him   before.   terrified,   fragile,   wounded.   furthermore,   Miles   would   certainly   be   quite   cross   with   the   Walrider   should   he   fail   at   such   a   simple   task.

𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝚂   𝙰𝚆𝙰𝚈   𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃   𝙰𝚂   𝚀𝚄𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙻𝚈,   the   static   grows   with   his   wrath.   his   intentions   are   made   clear.

❝   𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙳   𝙵𝙰𝚂𝚃.   𝙸   𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻   𝙽𝙾𝚃   𝙱𝙴   𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶.   ❞

𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝙰𝙺𝙸𝙽   𝚃𝙾   𝙰   𝚁𝙾𝙰𝚁   𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳𝚂,   shakes   the   ground   as   his   own   sort   of   decree.   without   words.   without   language   that   one   could   understand.   it   was   the   tongue   of   beasts.   of   old   gods   and   the   fear   that   waits   in   the   dark.   it   was   violence,   and   a   proclamation   of   their   end.   tears   them   apart   with   ease,   enjoyment   even.   he   may   not   have   craved   to   the   flesh   of   the   lamb   beneath   his   protection   but   he   did   relish   in   the   cries   of   the   beasts   that   had   struck   it   down.   just   as   doe   eyed   and   vacant   as   any   other   animal.   when   the   screaming   had   stopped   he   is   close   once   more.   no   rage   evident   in   his   tone   or   movement   as   he   examines   Waylon.

❝   𝙱𝙴   𝙽𝙾𝚃   𝙰𝙵𝚁𝙰𝙸𝙳,   𝙰𝙽𝙳...   𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙳   𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻.   ❞

𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳𝚂   𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳   𝙱𝙴   𝚂𝙾𝙾𝙽   𝚃𝙾   𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙻   𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁,   his   nanites   making   quick   work   of   it   as   he   passes   a   hand   over   them   as   though   they   were   nothing.   it   was   not   often   he   got   the   opportunity   to   speak   directly   to   Park,   often   conversing   with   Miles   and   allowing   the   two   mortals   to   quarrel   and   plan   as   they   may.   though   it   was   never   out   of   distain   for   him,   but   rather   a   lack   of   understanding.   something   cold.   he   simply   saw   no   reason   for   it   was   all,   not   until   now.

❝   𝚈𝙾𝚄   𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻   𝚂𝚄𝚁𝚅𝙸𝚅𝙴,   𝙿𝙰𝚁𝙺.   𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙴.   ❞

𝙰   𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃   𝙾𝙵   𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚃𝚂,   some   things   never   change...

[druidicbard]

slowly ... i will paint this and also fix the anatomy ikikikikikikikiki

[fatedefyd]

   momma and her baby...

[eposerta]

@r3dblccd ❤'d !

❛      THIS…    ❜  eyes  wide  ,  they  find  a  place  upon  the  ground  digging  holes  into  her  feet  ,  the  slight  tremble  in  her  hands  quelled  only  by  the  way  they  curl  into  fists  .  the  world  that  she  was  supposed  to  understand  ,  everything  that  she  knows  ,  it  comes  into  question  by  the  smallest  inconvenience  —  and  she’s  left  with  nothing  but  more  questions  .  ❛      it  was  never  supposed  to  be  like  this  .      ❜

[flowercrownd]

   @tournesolette​ replied :  edd vc: it's not a particularly high bar.

   ❝ aww, you think i’m cute ? ❞

[rvndrkhlme]

if in a reply or an ask that’s set in my main verse, you see raven talking about loki or baldr, it’s because on this blog for about four years, she was in a romantic relationship with them. both of those accounts have gone inactive since, so i generally play it as those versions of those characters DISAPPEARING on her. my main verse of raven is aware of the multi verse so she does not apply this relationship to any other loki or baldr that she meets!