#( thanks for this one synnie!! )

[kamipyre]

people are prone to reducing others down to the first few traits someone shows them. what would be the predominant three thoughts you would have of your own character? what do you think others' perceptions are?

@eternasci asks great chara development questions as always <3

in my case, i would say my first three thoughts about suki is:

she's a combo of shoujo and shounen protagonist vibes: idealistic, compassionate, naive, and very strong willed

even though she based her identity off of what she remembered of her parents, she ultimately created herself. everything she is now is the result of hard work and obsession.

ultimately is true to herself. what you see on the outside is what you'll get on the inside :'D

As for my partners, i do think that their perception of her more or less matches mine...if they didn't i don't think we'd be writing together for nearly as long as we have 😅

that being said, here's what i think tends to come across for most for them in my portrayal:

pink! lots of pink and unapologetically girly and feminine in appearance

compassionate!! would be the first to jump in to help someone/approach someone even if they seem intimidating

must be protected!! at all costs!! ( even though she can carry herself just fine <3 it's kind of like the feeling of 'i know you can take care of yourself but bc i love you, you'll never have to do so alone' :'D )

[miengsol]

Is your muse who their child self would want them to be? Are they the complete opposite? Did they even know what they wanted as a child? Are they making up for a lost childhood?

synnie it is me again :) ( @eternasci )

I would say that the person calum is as an adult is not the one that his younger self would have wanted him to be, but who he is now, calum deems to be much better than anything his younger self would have imagined. A big part of this comes from the fact that his ideal self in his younger days was an accumulation of his adoptive parents’ expectations were…which was just everything he was not. a big part of growing up, for calum, was learning to separate what his parents’ expectations were from what his own were. i think if calum were to speak to his younger self, he would mostly simply give him a big hug and say he’s doing the best he can right now and that’s more than enough.

As for the last question though!! Having sol is one of the best things that could have happened to calum as well, he and his wife were both very nervous about raising a child considering that the adult figures in their lives have been…less than ideal. But I think because they’ve seen what not to do as a parent, it made calum an excellent father…he took to parenthood like a fish to water, really and he makes a point to ensure that sol gets the childhood that neither he nor his wife got, but deserved. So yes!! I would say raising sol is for calum, a means of experiencing a better version of childhood <3

[ofgentleresolve]

What would your muse sacrifice to remove a memory that plagues them? If they'd opt to keep the memory, why? What's the memory that came to mind when asked?

2day i'm calling this....synnie's marathon ( @eternasci )

for the most part i'd say no as a number of my muses here have been shaped by the memories that plague them most and while the memories do hurt a number of them have come to process the memories to glean lessons and core beliefs from them. it's not an idea situation, but...well it is what it is.

that being said though! i'll go through my main muses:

mana: it would be the time she was forced to spend with mr dinh, but i don't think she would ask for the memory to be removed simply bc?? there's no point in having it erased at this point? it's not like it's going to change the effects it's had on her up to this point....better to be able to name it and know it by heart at least....

raphael: the mourning period after his dad's death; like mana, he wouldn't, but that's because it would be denying the fact that his dad is gone and that's not a healthy way of coping....that and it would be erasing a memory of his father and those, are going to be limited now.

lamon: see, he would be tempted to erase the aftermath of the car crash as the guilt that came afterwards was crippling and ultimately wasn't productive for him as he was forced to put his life on hold for like a year or two. still he wouldn't erase it, however, as he isn't sure if anything else would have helped him become more compassionate person with firmer boundaries.

yoojin: wouldn't need to make this wish since he forgets a lot of memories to begin with....he'd probably pick the times when the immortality weighs the heaviest for him, but again, time erodes at the impact of all memories so really, a wish wasted :)

patrick/myungdae: absolutely not. felicity is his beloved and even if her goodbye/death was painful, he would not give that up for the world...it's a memory of her and if there is one thing patrick does, it's that he hoards on memories, both good and bad, even if it is to his detrimental :'D

the exception here though, is annie because her memory of the h*stage incident really really really didn't have any meaning to it as the point was to inflict pain on the victims just because they could, there's nothing in her eyes ( and in mine too ) of value to learn from it...so she would ask for that period of time in her memory to be erased.

[chaosintheavenue]

I like this song quite a lot https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KAwyWkksXuo It's really good

[synnamonroll666]

A Breath Of Fresh Air

Pairing: Fujin x Fem!Reader Description: This heatwave is killing you! Luckily your boyfriend knows exactly how to fix your heated struggles... Warnings: Implied Smut, Nudity, Erection (Lmao), Fluff, And Size Difference... Word Count: 1k A/N: This one was inspired by a prompt given to me by @mornandil. And may I just say thank you, thank you, thank you! It really helped me get out of my writer's block. 😂 I hope you enjoy this, my friend. 🖤 Main MasterList: 🖤 Synny's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @koexchange, @yesitsloulou, @mistmoose, @jasonexo, @fortune-fool02, and @raven-the-cryptid. (If you want to be added to the taglist, let me know in the comments! 🖤)

𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐

"Goddammit!" I cursd loudly as I sit up from where I am laying on the couch, glaring at the fan in front of me that does little to chill my burning flesh.

Fujin—who sits in a chair not to fair away from where I am—glances up from the novel he is reading while quirking a brow, his glowing white eyes averting from the words on the page before him to glance in my direction.

"I'm sorry?" He quarries, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly as if to assess the situation by staring down my features before I tell him what is on my mind.

Realizing what I had said, my cheeks heat with a rosy flush as I look away from my godly lover. I bring a hand up to rub the back of my neck and mentally kick myself for not being more careful with mu choice of words. "I-I'm sorry, Fuj—"

"Nonsense," Fujin's lighthearted voice comes back into play and I glance back up to see his usual playful grin toying on his soft lips. "What is wrong, my dearest?"

"Oh, it's just this damn heat." I roll my eyes as I fall back onto the couch, losing hope in ever getting comfort again. "I'm melting in this heatwave!"

There is a short silence that fills the room before Fujin speaks again. "Mmm, it is quite hot out. Even for me. But..."

"But?" I shoot back up, my eyes broadening slightly with an intrigued glow. Fujin smirks at this, knowing damn well just how desperate I am to have a solution to this burning problem.

"Could say you're burning with desire?" The right corner of his lips pulls up to form a sexy half-smirk on his face, his mischievous eyes burrowing into mine for a moment as he watches me.

With that I let out a scoff, slightly caught off guard by his sudden change in demeanor. Fujin was always one to make jokes, especially if it resulted in me getting flustered by them. This wasn't new to me, but I'd still be caught astonished each time something witty would fly out of the wind god's mouth. It is always expect the unexpected when he was around, which is one of the things I love the most about him.

"Stand up," He then demands, his tone slightly mysterious and hard to place. Raising a confused brow at the man, I stand up, ready for whatever he has planned for me. Though nothing could have prepared me for what he asks of me next. "Now take off your clothes."

"Huh—" I choke out, not expecting such a demand from my lover. "Fujin, it's too hot for s—"

"Just trust me,"

With those words spoken, I realize that whatever he is thinking, it is for my benefit. So within a minute, I am out of my clothes and completely nude before the man. He places down his novel and stands, before stripping himself of his layers as well. My eyes remain wide, taking in the sight before me. His skin glistens in the heat as well, showing signs that even the sun could effect a god on a day like this.

His muscles flex as he takes slow and steady steps in my direction. In a short amount of time, he is in front of me. Tall and broad, he towers over my small form. He wraps his large and muscular arms around my frame, pulling me close to him as he presses his soft lips to mine. And suddenly, the temperature in the room shifts as a soft breeze picks up around us.

Before long, that breeze grows more intense as the kiss does. And by the time his sharp tongue enters my mouth, it's as if the wind has grown into a tornado, disrupting objects in the room. Random objects fly around the room as the tornado picks up speed, us in its center as Fujin's tongue penetrates into my mouth deeper, brushing along my own in a sensual manner.

As this happens, his grip on me grows stronger while his member grows hard between my thighs. I gasp into his mouth, shivering under his touch. The moment lasts for what feels like forever until Fujin let's out a grunt into my mouth as something hits him in the back of his head. He pulls away from me for a moment and glances down at the hard-cover novel laying on the floor by his feet.

We both let out a good chuckle as objects fall to the floor around us, the air consistency falling back to normal as Fujin retracts his powers. My heart pounds in my chest from the heat of the moment, but I do not feel hot. In fact, my body temperature has decreased by a lot.

"How—" I mutter to myself lowly, though my subtle words get cut off by Fujin's hearty chuckle.

"Magic, my dearest." His hand comes up to rest on my cheek momentarily while he gazes into my eyes, a look of love and adoration within his own. "Trust me, it gets better from there."

"Oh, is that so?" I inquire, a smirk adding a hint of playfulness to my smile.

"Want me to show you?"

There is a small glint of excitement in his eyes as he asks this, which makes the serotonin dance in my mind. He tries to play it off as nothing, but it is evident that he is always waiting to show off his powers. For a god, he is a bit of a geek that way. But he is my geek.

"You know the answer to that, my gentle breeze."

His eyes soften at that nickname I call him, his heart reflecting in his glowing orbs for a moment as he watches me intently. Before I know it, I'm tightly wrapped in his embrace again, and the room becomes a capsule of overflowing air once more. And in the middle is us—the heart of the chaos—soaking up the sudden cool temperature, a large contrast to the burning temperature of desire our touch makes us feel within.

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[theweirdspacejellyfish]

laxus x freed fic recs

alone by Synnie - 3,029 words and oenshot

summary: laxus has been exiled, but that doesnt mean hes left magnolia completely. when it storms, he pays freed a visit

the proposal by Redbottomshoes - 3,009 words and 2 chapters/compete

summary: everything needs to be perfect. laxus knows that freed only deserves the best and he will be damned if he falls while taking a knee

green envy in blue pegasus by Rhov - 7,897 words and 5 chapters/compete

summary: in fairy tail, it was easy for laxus to hide the fact that he had no interest in women. so when the raijinshuu join blue pegasus while fairy tail is disbanded, laxus faces the greatest challenge ever: how to keep hiding the fact that hes gay when women flock around him, and how long can he keep his commposure as he rages internally with envy any time a person flirts with freed

Dragon instict by shadow_faye - 63,465 words and 21 chapters/complete

Summary: Laxus didn't know what brought on this change in Freed, but he knew he didn't like it. He wanted the old Freed back. The quiet and composed Freed that rarely spoke, but when he did his words meant something. Also known as, Laxus is incredibly worried when Freed shows signs of not coping with what happened on Tenroujima.

Freed-bury bunny by Rhov - 3,173 words and oneshot

summary: laxus wants freed to be his very own easter bunny, costume, cotton tail, floppy ears, and ready to lay an egg

Neko freed’s not so purrfect life by FraxusRevolution - 1,629 words and one chapter/incomplete

Summary: Bixlow decided to prank Freed again: This time, by giving the Rune Mage a potion which would turn him into a Neko. But the flipside of this joke is that the effect lasts for a year.

Making our own story by Rhov - 3,446 words and oneshot

Summary: Freed is a famous writer in town for a book signing when a man asks him to write a special message in his book. "Thanks for the coffee." It's an odd and inspiring way to ask a guy out, so how can he say no to the blond bookstore worker?

The emerald dream by Cyane (orphan_account) - 1,879 words and 2 chapters, uncompleted

Summary: Another one of Juvia's love potions turns to disaster, and Freed is shocked-- and thrilled-- to discover that Laxus is head-over-heels for him. Juvia has a cure, but it would crush Freed to know that his entire relationship with Laxus had been a lie.

The secret in the box by Rhov - 2,870 words and oneshot

Summary: There was a locked box on Laxus' curio shelf. Freed never should have opened it. Now he doesn't know if Laxus is cheating on him or not

Waiting for my mate by Veikari - 198,458 words and 87 chapters/conplete

Summary: Laxus is waiting for Freed to return from a mission and Freed has no idea what is waiting for him when he would finally return. Dragon mating season has started and all kinds of things will happen. After the season their journey won't stop but there will be lots of new stuff they have to get adjusted to.

Revenge is a dish best served… with a side of fish by sweet_lovin_zombie - 2,420 words and oenshot

Summary: Freed has always been one of the most level headed members of Fairy Tail. But when he becomes Happy's servant to make Laxus jealous... will he lose that title?

Baked to perfection by Rhov - 1,714 words and oneshot

Summary: Freed ruined a cake he had hoped to make to celebrate Laxus' return. Laxus has a better idea about how to use up all that sweet, creamy frosting. Rather than eating cake, he wants to "devour" the cook.

Hopelessly in love by sweet_lovin_zombie - 2,767 words and oneshot

Summary: Ever since Freed and Laxus started dating, the blond has been acting quieter, and less like himself, and Gajeel plans to get to the bottom of it. Fraxus, Gajevy

Why Laxus doesn’t need an exceed by Rhov - 2,980 words and oneshot

Summary: Gajeel wonders why Laxus is the only Dragon Slayer without a pet. Laxus doesn't need an Exceed or giant snake. He has a very obedient "pet" already, one who is more than eager to obey.

Movin on ( or not) by sweet_lovin_zombie - 2,690 words and oenshot

Summary: When the Fairy Tail gang went missing on Tenroujima, Freed wasn't among them, he remained at the guild. In the seven years that they were gone, Freed changed a lot, the biggest change being that he quit Fairy Tail, and joined Lamia Scale. But now that Fairy Tail's strongest are back, Laxus is out to get his rune mage back into the guild, willingly or not.

[brainnuts]

I SEND THE NUMBER

49 !!!!!!!!!!!! >_<

UHm something Apollo's youngests have done recently is start this new blog, revamp his twitter, pk and discord !! aside from online activities he's also made new irl friends !!

he think Apollo's youngests did this right..

Syndicate!　　　　　ꆭ ₄₉ 𓈒　　⠀　๑　　　｡　 　　𓈒

𓈒　　⠀　๑　　　｡　 　　𓈒 You got Synnie!

He is one of the few headmates we have that have no roles. Synnie enjoys video games and spends most of his time streaming and watching horror movies with friends! He is a splintroject from YBC, and nijisanji, though personally disconnects from both sources!

I'm so glad to see you have made new friends, I hope they stay by your side and grow to be a wonderful supportive space for you. Revamping can take quite a lot of effort, be sure to take breaks and take good care of yourself while you work!

Thanks　for　playing!

[amethyst-allium]

finished commission!

recently, @synniestar allowed me to translate her super cute persona into a minecraft skin! i thoroughly enjoyed playing around with the colors and translating the tail into pixels :3

Thank you again Synnie!! <3

If you are interested in one of my skin commissions, you can easily get one at my Ko-Fi page < here > or via google forms < here >

[plantsandpies]

I saw your synesthesia post, and I wanted to say something that might help you get answers. There are many, many, different types of synesthesia. For your character, they might have one or many, but you should identify which ones. For example, i have motion-sound and touch-sound. This means that when things move across my vision i hear them like a synthesizer. Sometimes blinking lights or repetitive motions can overstimulate me because they are loud. Similarly, when things touch my skin it makes different sounds based on where im being touched and what’s touching me. Example: cold things are higher pitched than hot things. These are lesser known types of synesthesia. More common types, like hearing noises and consequently seeing colors (chromesthesia) or attributing colors to letters (grapheme-color) sound like what you’re describing for your character. Many syntesthetes have multiple types of synesthesia, so it might be beneficial to identify which ones your character has and ask questions in the #synesthesia tag, or message @just-synnie-things to get responses from the community. Good luck with your story!

Thank you so much! I really appreciate your help!

[vulqan]

i adore him.

TRANSCRIPT:

Etho: a-HA! all right, here we go! we got proof, now. (laughs) remember last episode, i had a conspiracy theory that somebody was messing with me; someone was removing the portal corners just to get to me, 'cause it bothers me. and there was a lot of counters to that in the comments, like "oh no, Etho, it just—it just happened that way, that's the way the portals were formed, nobody's trying to get to you"—but now, we have PROOF. it wasn't a person at all! the corners are just falling off! and leaving us messages.

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[ofgentleresolve-a]

11, 2, 1, 27, 28

the only successful multimuse ferre has ever ran ( ft. multimuse asks meme w/ @eternasci ) || not accepting- please do not send any more in!!

11. is there another muse you’ve been thinking of adding or writing for? who?

well there is a canon character i've been thinking about trying my hand at...the thing is, i do get intimidated by writing canons bc i have a fear of playing them ooc ( hence why i sucked at writing fanfiction sjdfklsdj ), but she has a personality that's kind of similar to one of my OCs so maybe...would put her on a sideblog since this blog is exclusively ocs and i'd like to keep it that way.

oh!! and maybe an amnesiac time traveler? still working on her arc and personality there though.

2. if you HAD to choose, who’s your favorite muse?

eeeeep, that's so hard?? why would you make me choose :'D - bc i admire mana the most, calum and lam are the most personal to me, patrick invokes all the nostgolia for me, and suki brings me nothing but joy-

i'll go with mana bc she has the most stunning character growth in my opinion <3

1. is there a muse that you wish gets more attention?

patrick~ he's so good and recently, i did more development on him so i gotta put it to use somehow... ( anyone reading this?? anyone wanna meet him, pls jdklsjfd )

27 was answered! so i'll do 22. which muse is most likely to make new friends?

either raphael or yoojin! raphael's the kind of person who can make friends just about anywhere he goes and goes by the motto- 'you eat/drink with me, you're friends with me'. very charismatic guy.

yoojin is genuinely curious about people so he'll go out of his way to find social interaction...and when he is in convo, he's very good at putting people at ease.

28 was answered! so i'll do 29. which muse are you considering deleting?

none!! i've too much thought into all of them ( and plus many of them are interconnected ) to even consider such a possibility. that being said, sometimes i do think about putting some of my muses at lower activity than the others just because of muse inspiration.

[kamipyre]

resident inbox goblin is back. what's your character/oc's name? did you create it? if you did, what thought did you put into it? if you didn't, what did the author intend for it to mean? either way, do you have any particular meanings you've appended to the name?

ppl everyone @eternasci is back <3 <3 <3

SYNNIE WELCOME BACK <3 <3 <3 

her name is suki nakamura! i think i have spoken about this before, but suki’s name can have two meanings: (1) beloved and in verb form ‘to like’ and (2) a derivation from the word ‘tsuki’ or moon. 

suki’s name is ironically also derived from both of her parents’ names: daisuke and mizuki. for me, it really emphasizes the fact that at least in her first character arc, she considers herself her parents’ daughter first, rather than being her own person– everything she does, even down to her own name is a reminder of her parents in this sense. this then makes her arc, i think, all the more obvious in that she needs to let go of her parents so that she can become her own person.

[lionfanged]

about to straight up DIE for @eternasci for commissioning my SON, what the HECK. i am FIXATED on his fluffy collar, i did not realize fluff was rly what i needed in my life but FLUFF IS WHAT I NEEDED... (artist is here on twitter! yet again twitter coming in with the GOOD FOOD)

[robotnikium]

what does your muse think of the concept of heroism? what do they think defines a hero? do they believe they are one—why or why not?

Whether it be through the actions of his nemesis or the acts of his grandfather, Ivo Robotnik is pretty familiar with the concept of heroism. When it comes to his opinions on it, they’re a bit mixed. He doesn’t understand why people like Sonic dedicate their time to saving the world for people who will give him nothing in return. If the fate of muse is anything to go off of, he’s seen that even the most saintly will be betrayed by the people they wish to say.

Some lyrics from “The Stand” by The Protomen sum up what he feels quite well: 

“ Do you see that the truth is they don’t want to change this? They don’t want a hero. They just want a martyr, a statue to raise. ” 

Said heroism only shows him how cowardly the world is. Watching, waiting and relying on others to save the world. 

“ Tell me Man / Is there not one who values courage over life? ” & “ If they deserve life let them stand for themselves. ” Are also pretty fitting to his ideology.

He knows damn well he’s the farthest thing from being a good person. He’s no Sonic. He’s no Shadow. He knows no one will see him as a hero even if he tried to be good at this point but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t see himself as a hero; his own twisted version of one.

Yes, he will bring order to the humans. What strife will there be if everyone is the same? What wars will happen if he controls it all? If humanity refuses to see their own flaws then he will put them on display for all to see.

[inthehytes]

Would you write a little Gia birthday prompt? Maybe synth and kenny gifting them a new squishmallow they picked out at the store 🥺🥺🥺

I went with the friends to lovers AU with this I hope that’s okay!!

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“Hurry Gia hurry!” Synthia crowed from further along the sidewalk. She was practically bouncing out her shoes to get back to the house and start their weekly sleepover. It was Gia’s birthday and Synthia and Kendall had spent the week before planning the perfect weekend with Synthia’s family.

“I’m coming! Why are you so excited to get home? Are you hungry or something? You had a lot of strawberries at lunch.” Gia huffs, little legs moving faster to catch up with Synthia. The blonde rolled her eyes with a huff, not denying the comment about a lot of strawberries, her lips were still stained a bright red from them.

“No Gia! We just have to hurry!” She groaned, grabbing Gia by the hand and tugging harder.

Finally, just finally Synthia could see her house in the distance and broke off in a run, knowing her momma wouldn’t fuss from where she and Kendall had been walking with Synthia’s little sister Sarah. Synthia bounced excitedly by the couch as her mother disappeared upstairs to get the present she and Kendall had spent hours wrapping and decorating for their friend.

“Will you just tell me what’s going on?” Gia frowned, tugging at Kendall’s shirt as they watched Synthia start to lose her patience.

“Just wait Gi, you’re gonna love it!” Kendall smiled broadly at Gia, wrapping her arms around them in a tight hug.

Mrs. Kiss appeared in the doorway, arms full of the presents they’d been slowly collecting for Gia over the past few weeks. Synthia let out a loud squeal and rushes forward, grabbing the one she was most excited for from her mom.

“This one first! This one first!” Synthia charged towards Gia and Kendall, barely able to see over the large gift.

“What’s all this for?” Gia frowned, turning to cast a questioning look to Mrs. Kiss.

“You honey, it’s not every day you turn six.” Mrs. Kiss dropped the rest of the gifts on the coffee table and scooped Gia into her arms.

“It’s too much.” Gia shook their head, big brown eyes widening with shock. “I can’t.”

“It’s okay I promise.” Mrs. Kiss cuddled Gia closer, letting them bury their face in her neck. “We want you to have a good birthday sweetheart, everything is okay.”

Gia took a few more minutes of cuddles and convincing before they gave in and pulled away from her neck. They wanted to stay in her lap while they opened the gifts which she didn’t mind in the slightest, simply asking Synthia and Kendall to bring her the gifts instead.

Gia grew more and more excited as they ripped the shiny papers off, revealing sketchbooks and crayons and markers and paints galore. They even got a set of race cars and a little ramp that Synthia promised they could go play with immediately.

“Last one Gia! It’s the best one!” Synthia crows around the parcel she’d originally taken from her mother.

“They’re all the best ones,” Gia giggled, leaning back against Mrs. Kiss with a happy sigh. “Thank you Mrs. Kiss. Thank you Kenny and Synnie.”

“You’re more than welcome Gi, you may want to open that one though before poor Synthia loses her head.” Mrs. Kiss gives Gia a squeeze as Synthia drops the gift in their lap before scrambling back onto the couch to sit with Kendall.

They watched with wide eyes as Gia opened the last one, a squeal leaving their lips when they uncovered the dinosaur squishmallow Synthia and Kendall had spent the longest picking out at the store. Synthia giggled happily next to them, wrapping her arms around Kendall’s waist as she watched.

“A dinosaur! It’s so cool!” Gia cried hugging the large plush to their chest. “Thank you so much!”

“We picked it just for you Gia! Now we all have one!” Kendal giggled hugging Gia close when they leaned off of Mrs. Kiss’ lap to hug her and Synthia.

“I love you guys.” Gia sniffles into their shoulders, overwhelmed by all the love and new things.

“We love you too Gia!” Synthia chirps, leaning to kiss their cheek noisily as her mom stands to fix them a snack before dinner.

“Can we play cars for a little while? We can color after we’re done.” Gia asks, fingers itching to get ahold of their new cars.

“Whatever you want Gia! It’s your birthday!”

[synnamonroll666]

Party Of One + Ten

Prompt 20: Orgy Pairing: Syzoth X Fem!Reader Description: When the portals to each timeline crack open, thanks to Liu Kang, you discover that there are several different versions of every person in existence. You realize just how different they all are from each other when you meet with ten versions of Syzoth, all living very different lives and having completely different personalities. Although they do share one thing in common: they want you. Not wanting to choose between the men—in fear that they would rip each other apart out of jealousy—you decide to take them all at once. After all, why have just one when you can have them all?... Warnings: Orgy (Ten Guys, One Girl), Oral (Male And Female Receiving), Multiple HandJobs At Once (Male Receiving), Nipple Play, P In V, Unsafe Sex, Creampie, Breeding... Word Count: 807 Main MasterList: 🖤 Kinktober MasterList: 🖤 Synny's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @queenkhepri, @bihansthot, and @mmeerraa.

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Of all the things I saw coming from this timeline split, I never would have imagined ten different versions of Syzoth. Some were gods, some were Titans, some were villains, and some were heroes. It was quite confusing and shocking, staring at all the same faces but with eyes that had each seen different lives. It made me realize that anything was possible and that the unknown ran deeper than I knew. But one thing I did know for sure: they all want me.

It started out as a fight between the group, all arguing over who would get to claim me as their forever mate. And eventually, it became physical as well. Afraid for the men and their well-being, I quickly threw myself in the middle out of bear desperation.

"Stop! Please, stop fighting! There is enough of me to share!" I exclaimed loudly as I stepped in between the men, hoping for it to put an end to their little war.

The men took a moment to contemplate my suggestion, but then their lips slowly formed wicked grins in sync, as if it had been planned all along to share me. Suddenly, I was being crowded by the group, and it didn't take long for me to figure out my fate.

Not too long later, they had me laid out naked on a large bed. I could barely even comprehend how much pleasure I was receiving from each man. I had a cock in each hole, a skilled tongue at my clit, two pairs of lips at my throat, a pair of lips wrapped tightly around each nipple, and a cock in each of my hands. 

I pumped furiously at the cocks in my grasp while swallowing around the one shoved down my throat. The men did so well to keep up with each other's pace; it was impressive! Breath hitching as each of them entered me once again, I began to tremble as my climax grew near faster than it ever had before. Lips sucking and teeth nibbling at my nipples had me arching my back, pushing my chest into the face of the two men at my breasts. It was all I could do since my hands were occupied since my hands were occupied at the time.

Each side of the tongue on my clit massaged the little bead so nicely, working so hard to bring forth my climax. In fact, they all put in so much effort to make me feel good. At first, I thought they were working as a team. But as time went on, I couldn't be sure if that was still the case or if they were competing to see who could make me feel the most pleasure.

The air in the room grew hotter by the second and filled with the sounds of my moans—muffled by a Titan's shaft—the squelching sounds of our juices spilling and mixing as one, the sharp and consistent slapping sound of skin-to-skin contact, and the feral growls of the men surrounding me. The pressure within my lower half was building, and I began to struggle to keep consciousness as the pleasure was too much to bear.

That coil within grew tighter and tighter as seconds passed. As they all pushed in at once—all cocks and tongues hitting every sweet spot at the same time—that coil finally snapped. I screamed as my orgasm raptured through me, and I was so high on the moment that I didn't even realize that I was writhing and struggling against their firm grip on my form.

I couldn't handle it anymore—I couldn't keep up at all. And when they all came—releasing all their seed on me, around me, and within me—almost at the exact same moment, I fell completely limp, like all the bones in my body had turned to jelly. I could no longer move or make a noise; the only sound leaving me was a wheezey breath as one of my new lovers pulled his member out of my mouth.

I just laid there covered in hot, milky seed as I began to fall into a deep slumber. The last thing I heard were the voices of the men who would watch over me as I slept.

"She's so precious."

"She'll be the perfect mother for my brood."

"Filling her with a whole clutch should be easy, if we hadn't already."

"I can't wait to make her my forever mate—my queen."

"She sure did good tonight. I can't wait to do this again."

"She looks so peaceful right now—so soft and fragile."

"I could watch her rest like this forever."

"It really is so nice and calming. She's so easy on the eyes, too."

"Beautiful little girl, how you've brought color my blackened heart already."

"Sleep tight, princess. We shall be here when you wake."

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