#bro is positively stumped

[sinistersuns]

take no bones from the six-eye

[astralnymphh]

⋆.ೃ;aestra's footnotes V. 🦢

ellie laying on your lap hcs ♡

(pic kinda relates to the hcs if u ignore the blood 🥴)

content; fluff, specific scenario, tlou universe, joels alive

an; giving you guys all my pure, fluff thoughts before dumping my gloomy ass angst within a week 🤣

𖤐. spots you taking a break during patrol, slumping down the base of a rigid trunk, and immediately scrambles over with tired knees. plop goes the side of her head on your cushioned thighs. she don't ask. don't ask why. let her bee 🐝

☠︎︎. lovesss the girls with big thighs, and small thighs. either way, they replicate two fluffy pillows, and that's all she needs. also loves running her fingertips between the bottom crevice lining your thigh-and-the ground. her love language is touch. 100%

𖤐. will inevitably begin to squeeze and prod the fat of your inner thigh with needy fingers, murmuring "hmmpp, so soft.." in that husky tune, cause she. is. in. heaaavenn.

☠︎︎. godddd, can't you just envision her pursed smile when your fingers begin to twine with her timber auburn strands, in reaction nuzzling her nose closer to your leg and poking you. a few gusts of chopped air hitting your thighs when she chuckles. "yuhhpp, keep doin' th-t.." rasped ellie, muzzled in the warmth of your thigh.

𖤐. your bored eyes catch sight of the dandelion cluster birthed from the stumps surrounding grass. hmm, are you thinking what I'm thinking? yeah. you start plucking the flora and threading it through her locks. ellie's tired ass doesn't notice the strange ruffling in her scalp at first 'till a blotch of lemon yellow clouds her peripherals.

"what the h-" her eyes screw over to you, head rotating.

you pivot her back with a firm, but loving, grip, "stay still."

"are you for real putting-"

"yes."

"tchh-" she hisses out into the air, "it's just gonna fall out.."

"but it's worth it."

"mhmm.. but you'd look way better, l'mme do it-"

☠︎︎. sometimes, instead, she'll laze between your tempered legs and slants her head on your thigh. it's cozier this way. oh my god and the way her lashes would graze your skin lightly.. goofbye..

𖤐. falls asleep sometimes and snores on you. probably drools cuz I said so. anyways, you flick her on the head to wake her up like "els, u're drooling again." and she just pretends like it never happened. "wha- whaattt.. nope, i did not. dunno' what u're talking bout babe."

☠︎︎. other times, she'll lounge the back of her head there, staring up at you and the ether that crowns your head high above. ellie rejoices in the seraphic depicture that is your face. so, god, whenever she gets a long glimpse of you, her worries wash away, and forgets the troubles lacerating at her composure. it feels like fireflies dancing on her freckles, midface heating up whenever she's with you in this position. heaven in her world.

𖤐. hair always gets rustled up when she lifts her weight off, and no, she doesn't bother to fix it. treading around the patrol route, looking like she got jumped by five infected.

☠︎︎. one time, you guys succumbed to slumber on joel's sofa with ellie, her head on your lap per usual. bro strolled in and caught you two like this, snapping a photo with his clunky ass vintage camera and then would show it to ellie the next morning, whispering, "pshh, bunch'a sleepyheads."

(gif from elliedisorder)

MASTERLIST

[sofiepofie20]

Kei nsfw headcanons

cw: my opinion, 3rd year!kei, all the usual smut stuff :D

♡ bro doesn't have a high libido. of course he gets turned on sometimes, like any other teenager, but its not that often.

♡ and also, the only person who manages to turn him on is u. ever since u two started dating, tsukki cant get hard thinking of anyone else. and he also thinks that its weird when people in a relationship get turned on by other people when they have their own partner right there.

♡ he doesn't jerk off often, just when he can't ask u for help. bro feels embarassed whenever he does it. he feels like a nasty horny teenager, and u need to reassure him saying that its normal, its how his body works. but still, sometimes he thinks "i cant believe i stump down to this level"

♡ Kei would NEVER be inside u without a condom. he's too resposnsible to even think about fucking u without protection, if u are a girl. if u are a boy and u want to do without it, then he doesn't mind.

♡ his tough exterior crumbles whenever he's inside u. he can try to hide, but its obvious how much he's enjoying himself. Tsukki isn't loud, but he lets out ocasional grunts and moans. his cheeks get all flushed, he starts to sweat and his voice gets shaky. and his moans are the cutest thing you've ever heard.

♡ deep slow thrusts at the start, and then later he gets faster. likes to take things slowly, with kisses, caresses, etc. i dont think he would be rough. the sex would be full of love, calm and satisfatory.

♡ He lets u finish first. u know the "ladies first" thing? yea. cant finish without u finishing first.

♡ Kei is really a sarcastic prick, but i dont think he would act like that in bed. tsukki would be more serious when it comes to things like that, and i think he would like to receive praises. bro just melts when u tell him how good he's doing, when u beg for more. he feels more confident and better about himself.

♡ there's nothing really specific that turns him on, but he gets excited when he sees u on his clothes sometimes, or when u tease him, etc.

♡ u two have a specific word for when u want to stop or when u are not comfortable with something. whenever u say the word, he will stop and ask if u are okay. he is really concerned about how u feel, so he will always ask if u are in pain, if u are comfortable, or if u are feeling good.

♡ he knows EXACTLY all the things u like. where u want him to touch u, the positions, ur weak spots, everything.

♡ sometimes makes one of his snarky jokes just to make u laugh and make the mood lighter.

♡ bro is a sucker for ur legs, no matter if they're skinny, thick, hairy, etc. he loves ur legs and ur thighs. kei could kiss them for hours.

♡ Likes the butterfly position.

♡ and of course there's aftercare. u two take a shower together, he eats snacks with u (while he's listening to u yap or u are listening to him yap) and then u two watch a movire before going to sleep, snuggled up in each other's arms.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Can I have Piers crushing on a Pokepasta Reader? He's trying to be smooth but gets blushie around the trainer despite them having totally undead Pokémon and might bleed from their eyes ever now and then.

At first glance, Piers thought you were just a very strong trainer with a spooky getup you liked wearing 24/7. Similar to Allister except you were very committed to the act.

Though he quickly learns that while your team certainly gives off ghost-type vibes....they aren't all necessarily ghost types themselves.

There was your undead Cinderace who shattered both legs in a freak accident after a failed High Jump Kick, with said legs being reduced bloody stumps and sharp bones.

Next was a rusty Klang possessed by twin workers who died in an old Galarian factory over 50 years ago, forced to share a vessel that reminds them of their demise.

You even had an Arctovish who became aware that it was brought back "wrong" and snapped its neck in an attempt to force its head back into the normal position.

Oh, and there's a Lvl 1 Shiny Drifloon in your party, too. Nothing unusual nor tragic about it. It's just your "emotional support" 'mon.

Ofc Piers is concerned when he learns their stories, but sees they're happy with you, so he tries not to worry about it too much.

Somewhere down the line, he winds up developing a crush on you, especially when you asked him for a tour of Spikemuth bc you wanted to find a place to stay.

It was closed off to visitors who weren't doing the gym challenge, but for you he made an exception.

He tries being all cool/smooth with you as he talked about the town, his battles strategies, etc.

But even Marnie can see her big bro is madly in love with you, though if she mentions you in any way he tries changing the subject.

Around you, it's hard to hide his blush whenever he sees you petting his Obstagoon's fur, or when you wrap a scarf around your Arctovish's broken neck with such tenderness and care.

He blames it on the neon signs if you point it out.

Most of Team Yell knows his infatuation with you, but some grunts are lowkey terrified of you and have brought this up numerous times.

"Piers...haven't ya noticed they look like a bloody corpse??? Does that not freak you out???"

"...I've been called a walking corpse, too, and none of you are scared of me."

"But you ain't bleedin' from your peepers like them!!"

"Oh put a sock in it, you-"

Yeah, he gets very defensive over you.

Is he well aware you got some kind of curse following you around? Yes.

Is that gonna stop him from confessing to you via serenade when he works up the courage to do so?

No.

[elli3luvs]

ahhhh i love your hc of football player!ellie 🥹 can i request one where this time, reader is a quiet/reserved person and although ellie doesn’t have problems socializing (she’s really known around campus!!!) she seems to be horrible at talking to reader lol 🤕 she just wants to impress her so baddd 😭

a/n: this is so cute something about ellie getting awkward around someone she likes 😭😭😭 it's so funny to me i might make a part two to this later as well i kinda didn't know how to end this lol

ellie williams wasn't the person you thought would be having issues. if it was anyone, you have usually struggled to talk to people at the party your friends inevitably dragged you to.

yet, here you were.

sitting next to ellie who stuttered through two half-sentences before shutting up.

all she said was a pitiful, 'what's y-y-your maj-" before sighing and trying again but only got to stutter out, 'how o-old...?"

she now had her eyes closed while her head rested against the back of the couch. your eyes darted around trying to grasp at anything to not make her feel bad. you didn't really know what to do in this situation. people usually carried the conversation, not the other way around.

you lick your lips, "what's your favorite animal?" her head lifts from its original position as she cracks a smile.

"do dinosaurs count?"

you smile back at her giddy demeanor, "of course they do. what's your favorite?"

she sets her beer on the table in front of the couch, turning her whole body to you, "oh man, i could go on for hours. right now though? it has to be a-"

someone randomly shouts out, 'ellie williams!!!' which makes her stop and acknowledge them. they do a bro hug which makes you cringe a bit before they banter for a couple minutes. she was flowing with the conversation, not a single stutter in sight.

it comes so naturally to her right then so why was she so awkward with you? it stumped you.

she's chucking as she sits back down next to you, your previous conversation gone to the wind. she is back to awkwardly rubbing her hands while glancing at you.

after the thirtieth glance in 15 seconds, you look at her. she looks shocked as you lock eyes.

"do i have something on my face? why do you keep looking at me like that?"

a blush appears on her face while she coughs out like your question blind-sided her.

she pats her chest trying to stop coughing before she says, "i stare because you're... ya know, p-pretty." you don't miss the way the tips of her ears turn crimson.

you roll your eyes at her, "how many girls have you said that to tonight?" her face turns serious at your joke.

ellie shakes her head, "only you." the two of your hold eye contact for a moment before you have to break it. she clears her throat as the tension settles heavily.

she gets up, sauntering over to a group of people huddled in the corner. she fits in with them almost immediately, with no awkward sentences or fluttering looks.

for the rest of the night, you have to pretend you don't see her staring at you from across the room. you have to pretend that the idea of someone like ellie williams liking you didn't make you giddy.

but it did.

[indndwnshead]

Amalgamation: Part VI - When you meet... Jungkook

Pairing: Min Yoongi x (f) Reader

Chapter tags: developing relationship, meeting the baby bro

Series summary:

Now that you are a permanent fixture in Min Yoongi's life, it's inevitable that you meet the rest of BTS.

Each encounter with the rest of the group becomes a unique thread in the tapestry of life, gradually integrating disparate elements into a harmonious whole and seamlessly weaving into the fabric of your joined world.

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIN YOONGI!!! Ending my creative stump with this last official part of the story. It's relatively short but do not worry, Kookie steals the center stage in the next chapter too (bonus!!!). PS: this is set in 2026/27-ish.

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Masterlist. Previous Chapter. Bonus Chapter.

Also read on: AO3

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You found yourself at a party you'd rather not be attending, hosted by your new co-star, a former idol who was now making his mark in the acting world. Your agent had encouraged you to maintain a good public relationship with him, so you reluctantly put on your best smile and mingled with the unfamiliar faces.

As you made pleasantries with other guests, your eyes met a pair of familiar ones. The surprise was evident on your face. It was Jeon Jungkook, the only member of BTS that you hadn't met in person yet.

Your boyfriend first introduced you to Jungkookwhen the younger man suddenly video-called him when you were hanging out with Yoongi. Since then, Jungkook always popped in to say hi to you whenever you called Yoongi when the guys were together. You’ve followed each other on several social media too, including your Instagram private account.

You offered a polite smile, thinking that he might not recognize you in person or he might not want to engage with you in public, but his face lit up at the sight of you.

With a cheerful grin, Jungkook made his way over, weaving through the crowd until he stood in front of you. "Minseo-noona," he said warmly, referring to you by the character you played in your drama that Yoongi had a cameo in. His enthusiasm was infectious.

"Hi, Jungkook." You smiled warmly at the younger man.

"We finally meet!" Jungkook exclaimed with a bright smile.

"Yeah, it's great to meet you in person, Jungkook! Are you on your own tonight?" you inquired, eyes darting around to try to spot other BTS members.

Jungkook nodded, "Yeah, a friend invited me here. Had I known you'd be here, I'd have asked the others to join." His eyes suddenly lit up with an idea. "Let's take a picture! I'll send it to the group chat."

You agreed, and Jungkook quickly opened his phone's camera. Both of you had matching grins, making the photo infectious with your positivity. He chuckled as the replies began to flood in the group text and turned the phone to show you.

Jungkook: Look who I met at the party. Jungkook sent a picture. Taehyung: Cherie! Seokjin: Oh! _____-ah Hoseok: Hahaha, bet you wished you had come, Yoongi-hyung. Namjoon: Hey, that's awesome! So good to see you, _____. Jimin: Cherie, it's been forever! We should catch up soon. Yoongi: Yeah, I'm not surprised she met Jungkook. He's everywhere.

You couldn't help but laugh at the responses, feeling a mix of affection and amusement. It was nice to see that you were so warmly welcomed by all of them, even in a virtual chat.

Your own phone beeped with a new message from Yoongi.

Yoongi: You look beautiful, my sherry :)

Jungkook grinned, reading the messages on his phone. "Seems like they all miss you."

You chuckled. "Well, I miss them too. We should all hang out together soon."

Jungkook's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. "That would be amazing! I'll make sure to arrange it."

As the night went on, you and Jungkook continued to chat, and you found that you got along quite well. Jungkook was curious about your relationship, especially the details of how you met and started the relationship, whining that his hyung was too shy to share. So you shared some funny and sweet stories about Yoongi, promising that you’d share more details when you meet in a more private setting.

Jungkook was all too happy to share his own stories about his arguably favorite hyung and the rest of BTS too. You’re especially delighted to hear about the earlier days of their career from the youngest member’s perspective. You both had a good laugh as you exchanged tales about Yoongi's quirks and endearing habits.

Jungkook was also intrigued by your choice of drink, so you decided to embark on a mini cocktail adventure together. You don’t normally indulge in alcohol, especially not in public settings, but Jungkook’s enthusiasm was infectious. It might have something to do with those big, sparkly, doe eyes. You’ve heard Yoongi playfully complain that he could never say no to Jungkook, and that night you find out just why.

You both tried out various cocktails, sharing your thoughts and preferences. It turned out to be a fun and memorable evening, and you were pleasantly surprised by how much you enjoyed Jungkook's company. The party that you had initially been reluctant to attend had turned into a delightful and unexpected bonding experience with the youngest member of BTS.

As the night wore on and the cocktails flowed, it was no surprise that both you and Jungkook were more than a little tipsy by the end of the party. Giggles and laughter accompanied your somewhat unsteady journey through the private parking lot. Jungkook kindly offered to drop you off in his company car, and you readily agreed, grateful for the gesture.

However, what you both didn't expect was to find Min Yoongi waiting in his car instead. He sat in the driver seat, a playful expression on his face as he looked at the two of you in mock disappointment. He was clearly amused by the situation, trying hard to hide the hint of a smile on his lips as he said, "Aigoo, my two youngest are turning into drunkards."

The surprise encounter left you and Jungkook in fits of giggles, and you couldn't help but feel a warm, happy buzz not only from the alcohol but also from the presence of the two wonderful men.

As you settled into the car, Jungkook couldn't contain his amusement. "Hyuuuunngggg," he exclaimed with a teasing grin, "You're so cute."

Yoongi frowned, clearly not getting Jungkook's sudden accusation of his character. You, on the other hand, giggled in response, clearly sharing an inside joke with the younger BTS member.

"Aishh," Yoongi groaned in mock exasperation, "Sherry, what did you tell him?"

"Only the truth!" you exclaimed, the alcohol was making you even giddier than usual.

The drive to Jungkook's apartment was filled with your and Jungkook's laughter, and Yoongi couldn't help but be amused by your antics. Jungkook made you promise to have a playdate between Bam and Bagel, citing that it wasn’t fair that you’ve only done so with Yeontan and Taehyung before. Yoongi ushered him to get off at the private lobby, swearing that he wouldn’t share your contact info if the maknae didn’t get out of the car anytime soon. You giggled the pretend pout on the youngest’s lips. He eventually got out of the car and waved as Yoongi drove the two of you away. 

After getting out of Jungkook’s building, you snuggled up to Yoongi's side, as much as the middle panel would allow you to, and hummed in appreciation.

"You smell good, jagiya," you murmured, the alcohol making you more affectionate than usual.

Yoongi raised an eyebrow at the new nickname. You and Yoongi had been calling each other by just your names, although he occasionally called you Sherry – after mistaking it from ‘Cherie’, the name that had stuck with you since your modeling days.

That night, Yoongi discovered a delightful and affectionate side of you that he hadn't seen before. The alcohol had a way of loosening your inhibitions and bringing out a playfulness and warmth that was both endearing and heartwarming. 

You shared your stories with Yoongi, your voice animated and your eyes sparkling with the excitement of a child on Christmas morning. Your happiness of suddenly meeting Jungkook and your account of the alcohol adventure had him grinning from ear to ear. He couldn't resist breaking into laughter at your vivid descriptions, especially when you confirm that no one could ever say no to the golden maknae.

"Jagiya," Yoongi teased, "I never knew you were such a fun drunk. You should consider having a glass or two more often."

You leaned in closer, resting your head on his shoulder and looking up at him with a dreamy smile. "I think it's just you that brings out this side of me, Yoongi."

He glanced down at you with a playful smirk, "Well, aren’t I the best boyfriend ever?"

You giggled and poked his cheek, "You really are. I'm so lucky to have you."

The car ride was filled with these precious moments, and as you both basked in the warmth of your affection and the lightness of the night, Yoongi couldn't help but feel like the luckiest man in the world. He cherished the newfound side of you that the alcohol had revealed, and he couldn't wait to explore more layers of your character as your relationship continued to blossom. The atmosphere in the car was filled with love, and Yoongi was falling for you all over again, if that was even possible.

​​Min Yoongi hadn’t expected another delightful surprise that night.

In an instant, as the door of your apartment closed behind you, a different side of your tipsy self emerged. With a look of desire in your eyes, you pinned Yoongi to the door, your heated gaze devouring him. The sight of him standing there ignited a passionate spark within you, and you couldn't resist the urge to show him just how much you appreciated his care and company that night.

With an intoxicating hunger, you closed the gap between you, capturing his lips in a fervent, longing kiss. It was as if you couldn't contain the affection and desire that had swelled up in your heart throughout the evening. The startled exclamation of your name from Yoongi was quickly silenced by the intensity of your kiss, as you poured your feelings into this single, powerful gesture of love and gratitude.

That night, as the two of you shared a passionate night, Yoongi made two mental notes. First, he realized that seeing you in your affectionate, tipsy state was something he cherished, and he'd have to find more opportunities to get you to drink. Second, he resolved to always be there to take care of you whenever you indulge in alcohol, ensuring that he was by your side to enjoy these endearing moments together.

[queenuchiha89]

Oh! for pt 5 What if Sasuke uses her soiled panties to get off, then feels even more guilty and conflicted. But now she's seeking Itachi out almost everyday and getting ploughed mercilessly. Her clothes are becoming tighter around the belly and her already big breasts are swelling too?? Their parents are very kind and loving and Sasuke knows they won't kill them if they found out what big bro and big sis are doing but still. They'd be upset, he thinks. Does Sasuke know she's pregnant with Itachi's baby? Do the sister and Itachi have a plan on what to say when the pregnancy can't be denied? She comes to Itachi's room at night to ride his thick cock and sneaks into his room in the morning to wake him with bjs omggg

See, and that's where I'm a little stumped as in which direction to take this. So many possibilities really. For instance, Sasuke could come how fond out about his sister's pregnancy... But how? The changes in her body?? Does he find the positive test hidden in his big sister's room somewhere? Ooo or maybe Itachi's as some kind of depraved trophy of claiming his little sis?? Omg the Uchiha brain rot be real today 😩🥵

[cloudyswritings]

Hollow knight bugs and real world species: P2

Hornet: So we know that Hornet is the daughter of the pale king and Herrah, making her some sort of biological monstrosity. But what bug is she based on? My best bet would be a horned orb weaver, specifically either a long-horned orb-weaver or Gasteracantha versicolor based on coloration and her horns.

Zote: So the in game/logical answer is that zote is whatever type of generic beetle that team cherry concocted from stag, Hercules, and rhinoceros beetles. However I think that’s really boring, I personally subscribe to one of the single best crackfics in the fandom Camouflage of Great Renown and think zote is a nosk that left Hallownest and lost his memories before retuning and adopting his persona. It’d even explain how he’s actually really hard to damage(see coliseum) and how he keeps getting places before ghost does.

Midwife: So I’ve seen a lot of people headcanon that she’s a centipede of some sort, and it kinda makes sense? Like centipedes are actually really good at caring for their young and protect them until they’re able to hunt on their own, so I think it’s a plausible and likely theory. That’s said I’d like to present some alternative ideas. Midwife to me, looks a lot more like she has an earwigs body shape, based mostly on the width of her. That said her behavior matches up far better with a trapdoor spider and she lacks antennas. Overall I’d say a trapdoor spider is more likely as an alternative reading of her species.

Lord fool: So here’s the thing with lord fool, there’s a lot of evidence he’s a higher being of some sort. Most of it comes down to the way the fools, while infected, seem less damaged by the radiance and seem to keep a large portion of their mind intact. Plus his position-dead on his throne- seems earily similar to a certain pale wyrm. Interestingly however it seems like his mask is actually just a mask, because we can see the top of his head and it looks to just be soft carapace. He’s also got six limbs so we know he isn’t an arachnid, or crustacean. My best guess would be either a deathwatch beetle(the texture on them looks like a good match) or a more likely a green junebeetle. Him being a junebeetle also matches nicely with how the fools are regarded as invasive, or not belonging in Haloownest. My last theory is that the bug the colosseum is built in may be the Lord fools old shell, aka wyrm.

Bretta: She looks a lot like a hair soft-shelled beetle to me, but her colors are all wrong. Based on that I’d say she’s actually a female scarab of some sort(sorry y’all my beetle knowledge isn’t up to par just yet!!)

The Hunter: So I’m really and truly unconvinced that the hunter is a bug, or crustacean, or arachnid of any kind. Bro visibly has a spine of some sort and the only beings with hands remotely similar to his that we see are THK, The shade lord, and the collector. That said we do still know he has an exoskeleton. I’ll admit I’m kinda stumped, I’d love to hear what y’all think. Verdict: inconclusive.

Baldurs: So I’m pretty convinced that these fellas are a pill millipede of some sort, they have the right number of legs and do curl up for defense. Additionally they spit infection, which I imagine when non infected would be some sort of toxin— something millipedes are well known for.

Mosskin: So this covers the mosskin as a whole, I’ll probably make a post for them specifically eventually. They’re obviously creatures that are in a symbiotic relationship with plants(because Unn). The only ones I feel super comfortable giving a specific species atm are the moss chargers who I feel are a species of velvet worm, mostly due to Unn being a big old slug and them living in a more tropical region. These velvet worms essentially copied the homework of the leaf sheep sea slug—which steals its ability to photosynthesize from the algae it eats.

That’s it for now!!

[luphorics]

[wip/hsr oc] hehehe my honkai star rail oc (: lore crumbs below!!

his name is Maverick (real name: Lian Jun) and he's a renegade hacker residing in Punklorde (you might know as Silver Wolf's home planet)—at least he was living there without concern, until he got blackmailed and now he can't leave the planet LOL

obviously from his look, he's a Xianzhou native and is from the Luofu flagship. he's intentionally foggy about his past to MC, and only claims that he used to be nothing more than a "lowly" Cloud knight. but as his story unfolds, we eventually come to find out that he used to be a Commander of the Cloud Knights, and as a result he once worked alongside + is actually bffs with Jing Yuan FBAKFGFYSHS

there's nothing too profound about why Maverick left his commanding position, really. after spending centuries upon centuries doing his job, he eventually grew weary and sought to pursue something different (of course at the behest of those in his circle, except for those like Jing Yuan who was honestly like 'yeah bro i get it' LFMMSFHS. still the general was quite afflicted by his friend's departure, but it was his choice in the long run). it was so much to where he also departed from the Luofu, but promised to come back and visit.

of course, Lian Jun didn't think he would wind up as... ya know... a hacker....

also his right arm is actually a stump. it was severed off in probably some ruthless battle against a hoard of Mara-strucks during his Commander years. he had a prosthetic made for him following that event. however, after mastering aether-editting, he fortified and fundamentally upgraded said prosthetic using the data of reality. it acts as both a way to quickly access his resources and as combat (it can be weaponized, used to summon contructs or whatever)

[renapomissing]

Comic Sonic Super Study 9

Here we have the Princess Sally miniseries.

One of the first things to happen in this series is that Sally throws a homemade grenade, so there go those explosives I was wondering about in the previous Super Study. I guess we're just not going to explain that. If it's homemade grenade, I'm wondering if they're just manufacturing bombs from start to finish in Knothole, or if they have to import anything. Probably the first option.

Speaking of Knothole, I understand this is a bit of a tangent (it's an extreme tangent), but they mention the entrance being a stump. Is that the only entrance? Does this make Knothole a subterranean kingdom? Have I already asked this before? I'm not gonna go back and check. Get ready for a lot of that, because we got a lot of comics to get through, and I only have so much memory.

It really is too bad that I'm coming in reading this book with the benefit of hindsight, because I already know for a fact I've never heard of any of these trainee Freedom Fighters that Sally is training, so it's very clear nothing comes of this. Huh. This kinda stuff's why I don't read X-Men, come to think of it.

Orb-bots? Y'all got Cube-bots, too?

Oh, bro, that's not... that's not normal.

It kinda sucks that I already know the gist of the twist behind Geoffry. Woulda been nice to experience it the right way, but then again, I probably should have read it a while ago.

Princess Sally #2

Friggin' slick.

... Yeah, I'm not touchin' that one.

She... maced... the robot...? How does that work? Frankly, I have some thoughts on the subject of subduing he robots with a slingshot, but I was willing to suspend my disbelief, until... until that.

In the story where Sonic had supposedly died, I wasn't too pleased with the idea that Sonic is viewed as the lynchpin to the Freedom Fighters, so on one hand, I'm glad that Robotnik is placing such importance on Sally that he feels roboticizing her (in conjunction with whatever he intends for his robot duplicate) will be enough to cause the rebellion to fall. On the other hand, this is yet another instance of these guys not being in contact with one another, because these are very different interpretations of Robotnik, supposedly occupying the same space as the same character. Regardless, the book is coming together pretty solid, so let's see if they stick the landing.

Princess Sally 3

A robot Sonic? A Metal Sonic, if you will.

OOOHHHHHHH, ROBOTNIK GOT PLAYED!

Huh. This is a novelty. I never see people physically assault Robotnik/Eggman. Come to think of it, if she lifted that kick up higher, and she stabilized herself on a flat foot (which I'm not sure why she didn't, unless the kick knocked her off-balance), that would have been a text-book Sweet Chin Music. Yeah, I know it's just a superkick, but bro. Sweet Chin Music.

This is the first time I'm seeing these medals, and I'm getting a strong feeling it's going to be the last.

Anyway, Geoffrey kisses Sally at the end, without any build-up in the slightest, and she seems to be into it, and I felt that was unearned on the book's part. I feel it could have been executed a lot better. Though, I also just think that maneuvering the heads of Sonic characters in position to kiss is just hard, and I don't think it'll ever yield a result that satisfies me.

Regardless, If I had a nickel for every plot I've seen that revolved around a duplicate Sally sent by Robotnik, while he planned to roboticize the real one, and ended up accidentally running the roboticization program on the robot duplicate, which was placed without his knowledge, I'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice. Come to think of it, we even have the part where the duplicate makes it to the other Freedom Fighters, and one of them is suspicious of her, and she goes on an operation. Did Kanterovich and Penders just refit the second episode of SatAM to fit their book?

Lastly, robot Sally rode a hang glider. This means that Robot Sally has to weigh somewhere around the same as regular Sally, because she didn't sink it.

I'd say I liked the series fine. If it weren't a miniseries, maybe it would have had more time to really get me into it, but as it stands, while I appreciate that it happened, it's not that I'm clamoring for more.

[octopunkmedia]

LIVESCREAMERS CAST! 

In advance of our upcoming IndieGogo campaign for Livescreamers, I want to share the full new cast for the film!

Livescreamers is the next feature horror film from Octopunk Media and today I can announce the full cast! This ensemble of actors makes up the fictional "Janus Gaming" team, a group of gaming content creators who fight for their lives against a haunted video game. The film is a found footage adventure that combines live action performances with custom gameplay built in Unreal Engine.

CAST AND CHARACTER DETAILS UNDER THE CUT

Leading is Michael Smallwood from Halloween Kills as "Nemo," a reserved member of the group who struggles to reconcile his desire to be liked by the audience with the traumas his audience has weighed on him. Next we have

 Neoma Sanchez as "Lucy," a shy young fan who visits the studio for the day. Of course, she picks the day where everyone's lives are threatened by a murdering game...but what can you do?

Christopher Trindade & Evan Michael Pearce make up the dynamic duo of "Jon" and "Davey," two best friends who share a webcam. Davey, always a coward during horror games, commentates over Jon's gameplay. Their fame hinges on their relationship, for better or for worse.

Anna Lin is "Zelda," a bona fide gamer girl from birth with a bubbly, positive personality. The only thing that gets her miffed is when bros try to stump her with Nintendo trivia. 

I'm so excited to reunite with Jillian Geurts as "Gwen," especially since the Hell House LLC movies made her no stranger to found footage. Gwen is an ambitious and intelligent woman who is often reduced to being judged only on her looks. She is also married to her teammate, Taylor.

Next we have Maddox Julien Slide as "Dice," a queer powerhouse who dominates the team with raw skill. Although often misunderstood by their peers and audience alike, Dice is firm in their convictions and their self esteem.

Horror veteran Lukas Hassel is "Mitch," the founder of Janus Gaming who has grown reserved and cynical with the challenging decisions he's made to keep his team afloat. You might know Lukas from The Blacklist or the upcoming Shudder movie Slapface!

And finally there's Coby Oram as Gwen's husband "Taylor," the handsome and charismatic fangirl favorite, who is equal parts sweet and chaotic.

[realcube]

their team reacts to seeing them with hickeys/back scratches 💫

characters: kageyama, akaashi & kita

tw// fem! reader, sexual references, swearing, blood 

kita tw// mentions of daddy kink, punishment, overstimulation - MINORS DNI 

KITA’S IS AGED UP!!

thank you anon for the request 💗

Tobio Kageyama

he was on tanaka’s team for game amongst karasuno and he watched his senpai take off his shirt and wave it around after they scored another point

but instead of putting the shirt back on, he kept it off bc he was too lazy to go get it since he threw it to the other side of the gym

then noya took his shirt off too bc he was sweating buckets 

but kageyama wasn’t really sure why they had their shirts off so he felt the need to ask

‘why aren’t you putting your shirt back on?’

noya was just kinda like ‘who are you, my mom?’ but tanaka gave him a straight answer which was ‘it helps with ✨ aerodynamics✨’

kageyama isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed so he doesn’t even know what aerodynamics are

but then he watched tanaka make a killer spike and he was sold 

shirt = off

aerodynamics = thriving (?)

sets = awesome

back scratches = exposed 😳

hotel = trivago 

tsukishima was the first one to notice ofc as he was positioned right behind kageyama 

he didn’t say anything tho bc yamaguchi was on the opposite team so he just had to snicker to himself

hinata was like ‘what’s so funny, stinkyshima?!’ bc he automatically assumed that tsukishima was laughing at him lol

but then he followed tsukki’s gaze and leaned back to look at kageyama’s back too

‘yeesh, man. you should probably put some aloe vera on that or something, it could get infected.’

AIUWRAFHBE ok ok hinata isn’t completely oblivious to the connotations of back scratches but he’d never think in a million years that kageyama would get laid so he kinda subconsciously ruled that possibilty out-

kageyama quirked a brow, ‘what?’

‘your back! it’s all mangled.’ 

then noya and tanaka ran over and fkn BURST OUT LAUGHING 

at this point, all of kageyama’s team was surrounding him while the other team waited patiently for them to serve

but after a while, it was clear that they weren’t gonna do that so suga - who was on the opposing team - strolled over to see what they were all laughing about

and when he saw it- bitch- he went red 

a cool mom so he probably made a suggestive remark as he walks away

it eventually got to the point where everyone in the gym was crowded around kageyama and for ease, i’ll categorize their reactions:

laughing their ass off  ➵ tsukishima, tanaka, nishinoya, coach ukai & yamaguchi

concerned and confused  ➵ yachi, takeda, hinata & narita 

a blushing mess  ➵ asahi, kinoshita & sugawara

unfazed 😐  ➵ kiyoko & daichi 

LIVID  ➵ kageyama

‘WHY DO YOU ALL CARE SO MUCH ABOUT MY BACK?!’

kageyama could literally break his neck and walk into practise with a neck brace and no one would bat an eye but now that he has scratches on his back, suddenly everyone is so concerned about his wellbeing? where with this energy that time he said that hinata gave him a concussion?

to be fair, he didn’t have a concussion- also, he forgot the word so he told suga that hinata gave him a ‘conclusion’

daichi agreed, trying to usher everyone back to their spot on the court, ‘yeah, it’s no big deal, guys. let’s get back to practise.’

everyone slowly made their way back to where they were previously but since tanaka and noya were still on kageyama’s team, they continued to pry 

tanaka flung his arm around kageyama’s shoulders, ‘so how’d you get those scratches, big boy?’ 

an ungodly laugh left noya’s mouth

kageyama shrugged, ‘(y/n), i think.’

the whole gym room went silent before erupting in choruses of laughter once again

‘WELL YOU AND YOUR GIRLFRIEND NEED TO CALM DOWN THEN!’ tanaka wheezed

kageyama was truly the idiot that didn’t understand the implications of the back scratches - so you can imagine that he was frustrated when everyone started laughing again

‘what’s so funny?’ but then, he recalled the events which he was pretty certain were the reason for the marks on his back......it was pretty funny

you insisted on giving kageyama a back massage after a long day of practise so he took his shirt off and let you go for it 

for the record, he really loved it :)) he was just so happy sitting there between your thighs as you sat on the couch and rubbed his back, loosening all the knots he didn’t even know he had

but then he got a lil’ inch on his back and was like ‘can you get that for me?’ since your hands were already on his shoulders/back

ofc you said yes and started lightly scratching the spot he desired, but being extra careful bc you just got you nails done in the stiletto shape and the last thing you wanted to do was puncture his back lol

‘harder..’ kageyama muttered so low that you almost didn’t hear him

you obliged, pressing a bit harder 

‘harder.’ he insisted once more

again, you served by digging your nails in a bit deeper

‘harder.’

‘no, kags. i’ll literally pierce your skin if i press any harde--’ 

‘harder!’ he barked (for a joke) and you jumped from fright, instinctively pushing in more and increasing the pace of your hand

at this point, you were rigorously clawing at his back, on the verge of drawing blood which you could tell by his skin’s newfound crimson pigment 

kageyama took it upon himself to lean backwards onto your nails to force you to go rougher as you had yet to ease his itch 

then you let out a high-pitched scream so naturally, kageyama jerked away then peered over his shoulder to make sure you hadn’t like..died

‘what?!’ he asked, eyes filled with worry

‘blood!’ you yelled, pointing at his back before sprinting to the kitchen to get a tissue 

kageyama’s gaze followed you until you were out of sight, then he lightly touched his back around the parts you were scratching and once he pulled his hand away, he noticed the blood which was now on his fingers

‘oh.’

the concerning part was that he didn’t even feel it tbh 🤔

anyway tanaka and noya probably coo ‘oooh~ lovebirds~’ when you come pick him up from practise

Keiji Akaashi

bokuto heard some ppl whispering about akaashi & (y/n) in the changing room so he turned around to take a look at his friend then he noticed the scratch marks on his poor friends’ back

‘AKAASHI!! DID YOU GET MAULED BY A BEAR?!?!’ he screamed, grabbing the attention of everyone in the changing room and those who weren’t whispering about akaashi before, were definitely doing so now

akaashi smiled softly and shook his head, hastily throwing on his shirt and buttoning it up as he spoke, ‘no, bokuto-san.’

bokuto quirked a brow, wondering what could’ve possibly happened before his jaw dropped to the ground

‘is it ‘cause i patted your back a bit hard earlier?!?!?’

akaashi didn’t even bother to question how bokuto could think that a slap on the spine could lead to scratch marks and instead just replied normally, ‘no.’

bokuto was stumped once again- why else would his buddy have marks on his back? and why was (y/n) such a prominent name floating around in this changing room? doesn’t everyone know that she is taken by bokuto’s best-bro akaashi?

....

WAIT

bokuto’s jaw hung open once again as his soul left his body through an overdramatic gasp, before leaning in and whispering in akaashi’s ear, ‘wait- don’t tell me- you and (y/n)-’

akaashi’s cheeks tinted red slightly so he turned his head away while he pulled on his blazer, ‘no.’

bokuto let out a light sigh of relief, gently patting his pal’s back, ‘ah, good. but then, where did those marks come from?’

before akaashi even got the opportunity to open his mouth to respond, komi and konoha passed the pair, konoha patting akaashi’s shoulder and komi shot him a toothy grin accompanied by a thumbs-up, ‘get some, akaashi.’

then they walked off, konoha mubbling something about his chances with (y/n) being ruined 

this left both bokuto and akaashi extremely confused

once all traces of komi and konoha were gone, akaashi proceeded to explain himself

‘backne is a horrible thing.’ he murmured, grabbing his satchel, slinging it over his shoulder before strolling out the changing room. ‘i’ll wait for you outside.’

and bokuto just stood there like (。_。) ‘what’s backne?’

Shinsuke Kita

atsumu had invited the whole squad back to inarizaki for one last game before coach kurosu’s retirement 

after ages of arrangement, the whole team were able to make an appearance at the game - whether that be for 10 minutes or the whole thing

kita was able to stay for the whole thing

he was currently warming-up while chatting with aran before he was approached by atsumu, who was as lively as ever

‘mister rice farmer! it’s good to see you again!’ he sung, tossing his arm around kita’s shoulder and patting it in a friendly manner, ‘how’s life been treating ya?’

kita and atsumu somehow managed to make small-talk as if they hadn’t been apart for the last 6 years

‘me and my girlfriend have only been together for 6 months but i think i’m ready to settle down.’ atsumu mused, tapping his elbow before realising that he had been talking about himself for a while, ‘but anyway, i see that you and (y/n) are still going strong. haven’t y’all been together since the first year of highschool? that’s impressive! when are you gonna wife her up?’ 

kita perked up upon hearing that, ‘uh, yes. but how do you know that?’

atsumu couldn’t help but smirk, casually running a hand through his hair before motioning to the hickey on kita’s neck which was on semi-display, ‘right there, bud.’

kita looked down but unfortunately, his neck didn’t bend enough to see what atsumu was referring to 

‘also,’ atsumu chuckled, slightly embarrassed about what he was going to admit ‘i saw the pic of her you put on your facebook.’

‘ah, okay.’ that one kita could understand

atsumu was about to open this mouth to say something but then the shrieking noise of the coach kurosu’s whistle rang through the gym room, indicating the start of the match

the game went surprisingly smooth tbh 

minimal fights :o

but kita did get teased quite a lot smh 

anyway, after everything was all said and done and everyone started to filter out the gym, kita rushed to the bathroom to check himself in the mirror and see what atsumu was referring to on his neck

once he took a look at himself, he frowned

just as he thought, a hickey - that’s embarrassing

it was clear you made an effort to place hickeys in areas that would be hidden though as the bruise was barely peeking out from under the collar of his jersey, atsumu just has a rather keen eye 

however, that wasn’t going to stop kita from pounding you dry when he gets home - as a punishment ofc 

kita was about to leave but he couldn’t help but stay and stare at himself in the mirror for a bit longer, recalling last night as he wondered at what point you bit those onto his neck

was it during the 2nd round? or the foreplay? or perhaps the 4th round? wait- no- definitely during aftercare cuddles!..or actually, maybe the 1st round?

in all honesty, he couldn’t remember 

to him the whole night was a blur of pounding into you relentlessly, overstimulation, pleads for mercy, tears, passionate kisses and praise

with a sprinkle of daddy kink but let’s not talk about that

oh, and not to forget the way you’d call out his name just as you were about to reach your orgasm 

or your sweet, lewd whines that echoed through the room when he thrashes against your sensitive spot 

and don’t get him started on the cute little nicknames you have for him that squeal out through moans, like ‘daddy’, ‘master’, ‘sir’ etc 

kita snapped out of his fantasies, letting out a sigh and about to exit the bathroom- until he noticed himself in the mirror out of the corner of his eye

he was hard

smh smh smh 

now he was stuck between a rock and a hard place

(literally 🤠)

he could either potentially embarrass himself or cause an accident by walking to his car and driving home with a throbbing boner

or he could call you to help him jerk off in a bathroom stall

so he took a seat in one of the stalls - for the sake of the ppl he might run over if he did otherwise  

he rung you up and thankfully, you picked up and you weren’t feeling bratty enough to deny him the help he needed so badly

although it wasn’t a very pleasurable experience since he was constantly on hyper-alert just in case the janitor walked in, at least he got a lot of nostalgia from it :))

[seawing-vibes]

Headcanon post!! This time about my take on Tsu & Riptides relationship :> I like the two but not really as a couple, they have their sweet moments but overall I have a different Tsu ship that I like better, but I’ll post about that one later 😔👊 Eitherway enjoy this for now :)

• After the events at the Sandwing Stronghold the two met up one on one, Tsunami thanked Riptide for helping with Clay and Riptide thanked Tsunami for helping to save the tribes. It was both awkward and sweet all at once

• Riptide put a lot of funds into building JMA and often turned to the Dragonets of Destiny for ideas on rebuilding the Talons of Peace; he mainly spoke to Tsunami on certain topics because she’s the most passionate and then speaks to Sunny & Starlight on how to make those ideas more realistic hegvshasgh

• During this time Tsu & Riptide become closer and decided “sure lets do this partner thing together >:)”

• Both of them hate using the term “boyfriend” or “girlfriend” and just refer to themself and eachother as “partner”

This definitely isn’t because I despise those terms and they make me uncomfortable and I dont want to have to write them hahah nope

• Riptide valued honestly in their relationship more, he still felt very guilty for how he treated her in their first meeting (as in not telling her about his parentage) and is always transparent with her. Tsunami recognizes this and does the same, they have fun meeting up and taking about their day’s to eachother

• Riptide always tries his best to respect Tsunami’s space, as she’s vented to him about feeling like a lot of the turmoil still going on after the war is still on her talons and enjoys being alone to shake off the pressure of others eye’s [based off canon things said by Riptide]

• Tsunami made up a lot of dumb nicknames for the two and often helped name things in the Talons of Peace

• Tsu used to surprise visit Rip when there would be an influx of dragons to sanctuary; Riptide gets overwhelmed easily in a position of power and Tsunami would give him good pep talks and make horrible jokes (and the occasional AMAZING song) to help him calm down

• The two would write letters to eachother a lot and co-owned a messenger osprey :)

• They had a solid relationship for a long while, they could easily bounce off eachother and felt really comfortable with eachother, finding it easily to talk and be honest with the other

• One day Anemone presented the “so when are you two getting married??” Question, and that stumped them. That night they were like “okay so like I forgot we were dating.” They had hung out a lot and always looked towards their monthly/weekly meet-ups, and yet they didn’t really do any of the common couple stuff, like being physically affectionate, going on dates, and at that point they had felt kinda strange calling the other “partner”

Note; Lack of dates & PDA doesn’t mean the relationship isn’t “good”!! PDA is not a requirement for relationships all the time!! I used some of those as examples, but thats not like,, a relationship requirement ya know?? tsu & rip just realized that they didn’t have a romantic attraction to eachother. I just wanna stress that that’s not like,, a requirement for relationships if ya know what I mean?? Like,, just love eachother and if you dont want to show it physically a lot thats okay !! Love how you want to love :)💕

• After a few weeks of deliberation they kinda realized that they didn’t have much of a romantic attraction to the other, and just preferred to be friends. This was kinda hard for them at first, as they questioned the true extent of their friendship, but after a month or so they hung out as normal again, and still treat eachother the same as before, but with the comfort of knowing that they are best bros 😎👊

• This happened twords the end of Winter Turning !

• They love going out on flights together and just hanging out, they still talk about everything together but now they talk about their crushes as well >:)

• Riptide was the last dragon Tsunami spoke to before leaving Phyrrhia, everyday he debated sending out their Osprey to track her but always decided agenst it

[mild spoilers for book 14]

• When Tsunami got back from Pantala she was desperate to get back to Riptide for the sole purpose of telling him all about Io (because fuck you (/lh) tsu x io gives me life blood)

• Once they finally met back up they both stayed up all night talking about Pantala and building Sanctuary and any and everything else

• Riptide’s first action upon meeting Io will be warning her about Tsunami being bad at singing but to just go along with it

[thatbassistbitch]

Could you write Wilbur and Tommy being bros? :0

sure thing!

“Hey Wil?” Tommy spoke up after Wilbur fumbled through a half-baked chord progression for the third time in the past two minutes. “What’s that song you’re playing?” Wilbur looked up through his messy bangs, squinting in the golden light of the sunset.



 “I dunno yet, it keeps eluding me.” Wil grumbled as he set aside his guitar for a moment with a huff. Despite his annoyance, he was still very careful with its placement before he flopped onto his back, letting out a groan as his back muscles relaxed. Tommy snickered at that, knowing that Phil would admonish him for his shitty posture if he’d seen how Wilbur had been curled up around his guitar for hours again.



 “Eluding you, eh?” Tommy laid down next to him, staring up at the rosy clouds. They took on a golden edge as the sun slowly sank lower and lower, as if they were on fire. Tommy wondered if that was what Wilbur was writing a song about, or if it was yet another pretty girl he’d seen by the docks. Or perhaps it was one of those parody songs he was so fond of, making fun of men who feel entitled to women’s affections. Whatever it was, Wilbur was quite stumped.



“It’s always right at my fingertips,” Wilbur complained as he reached to the sky for emphasis, “right on the tip of my tongue, and yet always just out of reach. It’s maddening. I’m going mad, Toms.” Wilbur let his hands fall to the ground with a soft thump. “I can feel my brain leaking out of my ears.”



“You’d have to have a brain for that to happen, Wil,” Tommy joked as he nudged the man with his elbow. Wilbur rolled his eyes and nudged him back. “I think you’ll get it, though. You always do, in the end.” Wilbur shrugged and reached to his left, absently plucking one of the strings. G, Tommy recognized. His favorite string. Mostly because it was funny to say g-string, and not at all because it was the first note of a particularly angsty song that he refused to mention.



“I know, I know. It’s just frustrating, that’s all.” Wilbur grabbed his guitar again and pulled it close, not bothering to sit up before he started playing again. He fretted the chords with precision, as always, but once again faltered while transitioning from one verse to the next. He huffed before starting again.



“What’s it about?” Tommy rolled onto his side, propped up on his elbow as he watched with interest. He loved watching Wilbur play. What the man couldn’t put into words, he could put into song like no other. Wilbur petered off into an arpeggio and tilted his head to the side.



“Freedom,” he replied plainly. Freedom? Tommy was puzzled.



 “What do you mean?” He asked. Wilbur’s fingers flew across the fretboard with ease before stuttering back into chords, once again throwing him off as he hit the wrong notes.The man paused, then began playing scales instead.



 “Don’t you ever feel like there’s more out there, Tommy?” Wilbur’s voice was soft, as soft as the grass underneath them, as soft as the melting clouds overhead. “There’s people, Tommy. So many people, all with their own stories to tell. I’ve seen you at the docks, staring at the ocean just like I do. Don’t you want to see it?” Tommy went silent as he listened. Wilbur’s eyes burned with curiosity, with intensity. He was right. Tommy did want to know. But it wasn’t as if he could find out. He was just some kid. No family, no home, he only had a roof over his head because Wilbur happened to find his attempts at stealing from him amusing. But he did want to see where this was going.



“What do you think is out there, Wil?” Tommy asked quietly. They were both sitting up now, and Tommy leaned in closer. He felt like a little kid again, listening to Wilbur’s wild stories or Technoblade’s myths. Wilbur grinned and reached into his coat pocket to pull out a map.



“I’ve heard stories of a land a bit far from here, across the ocean. They call it Dream SMP. It’s supposed to have great opportunities, and there’s still many discoveries to be made. A new civilization, Toms. Picture it! We could go there, we could start new lives. We can be whoever and whatever we want!” Wilbur poked the map with vigor. “I’m going there, Tommy. And I wanna take you with me.” Tommy’s eyes widened.



“Me? Wh-why?! There’s so many other people far more qualified, and I-I mean I’m not exactly a skilled fighter, I can build pretty well with cobblestone- stop laughing- but I’m not…I mean,” Tommy trailed off with a stutter. Him? He’s just some kid. Sure, he saw Wilbur as an older brother of sorts, but still. Surely Wil was joking, right?



 “Why not you?” Wilbur retorted. “You’re as good as any other, aren’t you? Big man Tommy Innit, Big T, lover of women and cobblestone, but mostly cobblestone. Why wouldn’t I want to take you?” He ruffled Tommy’s fluffy blond hair, much to Tommy’s chagrin. He shoved the man off with a huff.



 “But how will we get there? Who’s to say they’ll even let us in? What about the expenses? I’m broke as shit, Wilbur, and you’re not much better off.” Tommy pointed out, still skeptical of all of this. Wilbur shrugged casually and folded up the map, sticking it back in his pocket before picking up the guitar again.



“Just leave all that to me. What have you got to keep you here, anyway? What have you got to lose?” Wilbur launched into a different song, his fingers once again flying across the fretboard with precision and familiarity. Tommy opened his mouth, then closed it. Wilbur had him there. What did he have? Not much. Well, there was one thing…



“Can we take Tubbo?” Tommy picked at the grass. He couldn’t leave his best friend behind. Wilbur didn’t stop playing, didn’t seem even remotely surprised.



 “Of course. Wouldn’t wanna separate you two. You’re known as the clingy duo for a reason,” the musician teased gently. He narrowly avoided a rock that Tommy tossed at him.



 “Sod off,” Tommy grumbled. “Go back to the other song. I liked it better.” Wilbur nodded and complied, and this time, the chords flowed freely with an air of intrigue and confidence.

“So, what’ll it be?” Wilbur asked. Tommy tilted his head back, watching the sun disappear behind the horizon. Stars began to twinkle overhead, their shapes rousing memories of swords and armor, furs and fireplaces, parchment and a low monotone voice. 

 “Where you go, I’ll follow,” Tommy answered. “But this better not come back to bite us in the arse.” Wilbur barked a laugh, pausing his playing for a moment to clap Tommy on the back.



 “That’s what I like to hear. We’ll head to the market tomorrow and get supplies. Don’t worry about the funds, I’ll take care of that. Hope you’ve got sea legs, Toms.” And with that, Wilbur resumed playing once more, and the two lads quietly listened to the sweet music that filled the air, illuminated by the distant torches on Phil’s lawn and the light of the moon. What will the stars look like in this new land? Will the air taste different? Is the grass softer, a different shade of green? And what of the animals? Thoughts of adventure and discovery filled his head as he began to drift off and lean against Wilbur.



“Y’know, I reckon we’re like brothers,” Tommy yawned. Wilbur smiled and shifted his position slightly to allow Tommy to lean further.



“Tommy, I’ve told you this before. Say that again and I will cry,” he joked. Then after a brief moment, he pondered aloud. “Actually, what if we told them you’re my little brother? It’d be a lot easier than explaining why I took in some gremlin gutter child who tried to mug me with a stick.” Tommy snorted.



“It was a sharp stick,” he muttered sleepily. “I coulda got you.” A hand ruffled his hair as he shut his eyes.



“Yeah, I reckon you could’ve.” Despite his sudden exhaustion, Tommy felt himself smiling at the tone of Wilbur’s voice. Maybe he did have family after all, even if it was just one person.

[intermundia]

I'm honestly so confused by this vehement, almost violent backlash that obikin gets on the Internet. I'm an obikin shipper, and I don't like romantic fics for them when Anakin is still a padawan. But that's literally *just my preference* and how I want to read the ship - I know my boundaries in real life AND in fiction. I would certainly never harass a writer or shipper for liking that content??? Why can people not just stay in their lane? Also, Anakin is *19* in AOTC, and I assume these people don't have a problem with him marrying *Padme* at that age, even though Padme knew him when he was a child (like Obi-Wan), was in a position of authority over him (Queen/Senator), and had somewhat of an age gap (and probably a substantial experience gap) with him (his 19 to her 24). So ... there's definitely something fishy going on with obikin antis :/

Bro I am just as stumped. On one hand, I understand that obikin crosses a lot of lines. It is gay, first of all, and that consciously and subconsciously bothers many people. It has older/younger and teacher/student elements, both of which activate accusations of a (scope-creeped) definition of pedophilia—not of desiring children’s bodies but of desiring things associated with children’s lives like... learning, I guess. It doesn’t matter to an anti if a student is above the age of consent or if the character is even still a student, when all that matters is the category of person / the dynamic of power and the anti’s belief in the impossibility of moving categories or changing power dynamics.

People who like obikin enjoy the tension and relief in observing boundaries being crossed and appreciate character growth imho. Antis don’t want characters to grow or change for some reason. By implication they suggest it is a bad and shameful thing for someone who was a student and a friend to become a partner and a lover—an unbalanced power dynamic becoming balanced as they meet in the middle. The “problems” of obikin are not ignored in most stories, they are the heart of the conflict of those stories. Obi-Wan usually has incredible levels of angst, because he’s a good person who wants something he shouldn’t. That’s interesting. People who write obikin don’t do it in spite of the conflict but because of it.

Instead of seeing the problems that they have with the relationship resolved in the text of a story, antis want the stories to not exist. They have passionate enough zeal about this to harass people online. I do not understand these people and what they hope to accomplish, and I pity them for their taste in literature, if they don’t trust themselves enough to read books that have conflict in them.

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Mistletoe prt.2

*yeets and runs* Sorry for the break in between.

Leviathan

-gasp! It's just like in his animes -and just like his animes it has to be perfect -boi is playing 5 D chess up in here -Mostly has to hype himself up

It started like any other game session with Levi. Greasy pizza plates and ramen bowls stacked precariously around you on the rim of his large tub. The two of you lounging inside of it.  The hours ticked by surrounded by the sounds hardcore gaming.

He had invited you over to help him grind on a new phone game he bought. It was easier to go through the dungeons in a party then solo. Solid logic, and you never minded playing with him. Except for- well Levi himself. “Not on your A-game today?” You ask peaking over your phone to the demon stretched out across from you. He grunts noncommittally, eyes not even on his screen. They flick back to the screen once he noticed you staring.

“N-no. Sorry.” He muttered, sinking into himself. Hmm-Probably nothing. Happens to the best of them.

Six failed quests later though you had had enough.

“Bro!” You toss your device at him coming to crawl into his lap. You plop down on his blanketed form ignoring his protests and grab his own phone away. “What is up with you tonight? You sick?” Levi squawks flailing his gangly arms trying to push you off. His face and shoulders lighting up bright red with embarrassment.

“G-Get off!” He struggles.

“No!” You swat his hands away to grab  at his face. Hmmm. Flushed but not feverish. “What is up with you today? Omg are you dying!” You straddle him poking and prodding at him. “If you die can I have your stuff? Promise I’ll feed Henry.” At this point you were just teasing him. He wrestles back stuttering and chirping.

“You’re on top of me! That’s the problem!” He frees himself from his blanket cocoon to flip your positions. His claws point into your flesh warningly.

You snort up into your demon’s beet red face. “Noo~You were acting weird before that too. This is your normal awkwardness.” You poke his nose for effect.

“Hmmph.” He pulls off of you and rubs at his face. Levi retreats back to his corner. “You didn’t notice. Of course you wouldn’t.” Notice what? You do a quick inventory of you and his room. Nope. All 10 fingers and toes, his room was its regular tidy chaos.

“Gimme a hint?” You feel stupid. Levi isn’t exactly subtle yet you were stumped. Still hiding behind his face in his pillows he points to his back. His tail to be exact. It wasn’t unusual for him to have his tail out when you came to chill. He used it a lot to grab stuff to drag it into his nest. You follow the line of his tail over the lip of the tub and then up-and up. The tip of which dangled over you a bright red ribbon tied to it… “Mistletoe? Oh-OH.” It was your turn to turn beet red. “How was I supposed to notice!” You shout flustered.

“How was I supposed to know you wouldn’t!” He yells back. You stare at each other for a moment before you both burst out laughing at your shared stupidity.

“I’m sorry Levi,” You snort. Wiping at the tears of mirth brimming at the corner of your eyes you scoot closer. “Let me make it up to you? I believe you’ve deserve more than a kiss or two.”

Satan

-Smoother than a 100 year old bottle of port this one -He knew about this tradition before but will feign ignorance -Suave bastard has you guessing. Does he know about it or not???

You meet Satan’s gaze trying very very hard to figure out his angle. He doesn’t make a move. Instead he just rests on a large stack of books. An inhumanly large stack of books. More stacks and piles stood ominously behind him. “You owe me.” He purs tapping a finger to his lips. Ugh- you did owe him. Technically, it hadn’t been your fault. You were just in the wrong place and the worst possible time to walk in on Belphegor and Mammon somehow flood the library. Those two had supernatural speed and agility on their side when they heard the undeniable footsteps of wraith. You, on the other hand, did not.

At least he hadn’t killed you.

“Can’t you do this with magic?” You sigh hours later. Your fingers were pruning and the amount of paper cuts you had were staggering.

“Some of these books are very fragile. Magic would react negatively with them. By hand is best for these.” His back is to you, his full attention locked on the soggy book he was plotting with a towel. You grouch flipping back on your blow dryer. When you find those two Satan will be the least of their worries. Maybe you could get Lucifer on their asses as well.

Three stacks down and Devil knows how many left Satan finally calls for a break. Weary you drop to his chaise to rub at your sore feet. “Here,” He places a paper cup in your hand. “A little reward. It’s the perfect season for it, no?” Popping the lid you inhale the sweet smell of chocolate and cayenne.

“Thanks.” You take a sip and scoot over to let him sit as well. You drink in a pleasant silence. The chocolate warms you up and boosts your mood greatly. “Ready to get back to it? I bet we can get half of these done by dinner. Maybe then our next break could be hunting down those two clowns?” He laughs. You sound so hopeful for a little revenge.

“I won’t say no. But let’s see how far we get.” He helps you back up and hands you a small pile of leather bound books. “Unfortunately you can’t use heat on these, it will shrink the leather. Just put some of these towels and tissues between each page. And no, the puppy dog eyes won’t work on me.” Damn.

At least these books were beautiful. Gold and silver foil inlaid everywhere, the pages were soft and flexible under your fingertips from use. You could see why Satan wanted you to be extra careful with these.

You get into a groove with these books. Flip a page and insert a tissue. Rinse and repeat. It gave you a chance to zone out and enjoy the artwork on each page. Until the last book. Your flow was interrupted by something bulky nestled within the pages. You flip to the middle of the book to retrieve whatever it was (please don’t let it be another mummified demon rat please!).

It wasn't much to your relief. Instead you extract a dried bundle of green and white. You squint at it, turning it around in the light of your desk lamp. You feel Satan standing behind you. “My, would you look at that.” He snatches the herb from your fingers and spins your chair around to face him. “Mistletoe.” He dangles it up above the two of you.

“You set me up.” You grin leaning close to him. Your hands making their way to his shoulders to link around the back of his neck.

“Perhaps.” He hums. With a wave of his hand you feel his magic encapsulate the books around you, drying them instantly.  He tosses the mistletoe away and reaches for your waist. “Are you mad?” You shake your head.

���No. But you better make it up to me.”