#euphoric~asks

[euphorickaeya]

hello ! for the drabble event, can i request kaveh with the prompt: “this was the last time, okay ? i got you. i'm here. i'm not leaving anymore." the reader can be gender neutral (they/them pronouns). thanks, have a great day <3333

Hi! Thanks for requesting! Please enjoy!

“You have to understand, we need a god to rule us.” Al Haitham looked at you with furrowed eyebrows, his voice laced with frustration. “And you need to understand that I’m not the god you want ruling you!” You fought back, just as fierce as the acolytes who sat in the room.

“Your Grace, it’s your sworn duty, it’s not to be argued—“ Ei tried to explain their side, to convince you that it won’t be that cruel, that you won’t suffer under their repetitive pleas for unnecessary help.

“I don’t give a fuck if it’s my duty! You’re all hypocrites for telling me so! You all left your nations under wreck, if anything this was your doing!” You screamed, slamming your fist onto your throne of marble, angered, tired and almost hateful.

“Enough!” Zhongli stood from his spot. His eyes glowing a distasteful yellow. He looked over to you, tired of your tantrums, tired of your stubbornness. The brunette felt like he was taking care of a child, rather than a god.

You looked at zhongli with a perplexed look. Wondering what’s gotten the Geo archon so annoyed.

“You are going to have a ceremony, and you will be introduced as Teyvat’s divine being. You are going to accept it, it is a contract you made, being our god, to this world.” Zhongli spat, before finally pulling his chair out to leave, his footsteps heavy with tiredness and lack of care for the meeting.

“…meeting dismissed.” Ei stated after a few minutes of silence, following towards her fellow archon’s footsteps. As if it was a sign, the rest of the archon and important figures seem to trickle out as you’re left there appalled by what Zhongli had forced onto you.

You were so shocked that you felt around for your throne, feeling your legs wobble uncomfortably before losing all feeling in them.

It was like your whole body had collapsed, but you were still conscious, you paralyzed to the core and your stomach twisted in ways it shouldn’t. A hitched breath left your lips as you tried to calm yourself through some fresh air.

A wheezing feeling was bubbling in your chest as you grabbed onto it, your free hand hitting the marble chair you sat on, as if desperate to breath.

You were having a panic attack.

“Your Grace?.. I-“ Kaveh seemed to enter at the right time though, seeing you hunched over as tears started to stain your royal robes, you cried and cried silently into your lap as your hands beat against your chest as if to tell your body to stop it, stop the embarrassment you were about to gain by crying like a baby.

“Your grace?! What’s wrong? What happened?!” Kaveh was instantly to your side like a moth drawn to a flame. His face was full of worry, raising your head to his eye view to really look at you. Tears and snot followed the shape of your face, making your cheeks feel sticky, your eyes felt dry and wet at the same time, and a sad symphony of hiccups left your frowning lips.

“I can’t do this. I can’t, Kaveh. These people, they’re bringing me to my downfall. If that ceremony is successful, I will never get to go home. I will be stuck here forever.” You sobbed out, tired and scared, doubtful of any way of getting home to your life once again.

You feared the thoughts and events that could happen in this cruel world. This universe where you had no idea who you were or who to trust as true acolytes, you were scared to the bone.

Kaveh looked at you in pain and thought about his stupid worship to you. What if you truly were their god, but you wanted to be human? You wanted to experience what they do, what they make, everything.

Kaveh thought long and hard, his heart breaking with every cry he hears leaving your mouth. Why should you continue to suffer when teyvat’s archons are able to give up their spots as gods? Why must you be the only one to stay as a god?

“This is the last time, okay? I’ve got you.” Kaveh pulled you into his arms, engulfing you in a cozy warmth as you gasped in shock, feeling him so close to you was scary at most. Unable to take those who scratch at you to get a chance to just touch a square of your skin.

“I’m here. I won’t leave you. You can confide in me.” Kaveh whispered into your ears as you hugged him tighter, somehow finding comfort and hope in his words. Kaveh could only cradle you into his chest as his mind raced a million miles a minute.

Kaveh doesn’t want to be like the rest of your acolytes, always begging and skittering around your feet asking daily for what they wanted and not what you wanted. He wanted to be your confidant, your person, your everything. He convinced himself that he did not want anything, not like your other acolytes.

You only squeezed him a little tighter, maybe Kaveh was different, maybe he actually wanted you to be happy. You cling onto the unrealistic hope that maybe Kaveh was your ticket out of Teyvat.

Although, Kaveh grew weary. His grip subtly tightened on you as his eyebrows furrowed, even if Kaveh wanted you happy, his desire to benefit from you was secretly harder. He knew he shouldn’t, but he knows like any other acolyte, this is not to take a chance.

How much longer would it be for Kaveh before he’d turn just like the so called acolytes you have gained?

[beescake]

im a sollux kinnie and ur art is great. like a delicious meal. 1 million courses. my compliments to the chef.

AOGHHH TYSM I REALLY APPRECIATE IT

in gratitude i present a little guy doing setup for the first time 🐝

[kitamars]

Hello. I would like to request either old soft ginhiji or desi / bollywood ginhiji. Though anything you draw is a blessing, so I will be happy with anything honestly, lol.

hello op i don’t think you realise the amount of brainrot your ask has inflicted upon me

ive had desi gintama dormant in my brain for a while so thank you for unleashing my brainworms. More will come soon

[ozdicaff]

have this cute filler while I work on a comic <3

[transramcoa]

You do realise if you're "transprogrammed" and "transcultist". You're probably already programmed and don't remember it and that's probably why you feel drawn to it right (could also be gamma or chi making you want to experience it again). Please seek therapy. I know it's hard to cope with but I do hope you heal one day - anon

While this could be a possibility for some , it’s not something that every person who is transRAMCOA (and similar) is experiencing. I personally do not believe I have gone through RAMCOA , more specifically been programmed and gone through mind control.

[euphoricbroshateaccount]

So during this ghepo hasn't Said a word

Faris is kinda active but mightve stopped talking for a bit so here's a theory I don't actually believe but will post anyways under a read more

Do not take this seriously.

Faris isn't real

There aren't two brothers, just ghepo; who created a fake brother who appears much more active to keep up appearances but can in fact be blamed if everything goes to hell

I've never seen the two of them online at the same time and there's no specifying ever on Twitter iirc who's speaking. So perhaps "faris" takes the blame and "steps down" to leave ghepo in charge of the games to "improve" them to get even more money.

[f1-stuff]

🫂🫂🫂 I'm really sorry that this happened to you

I appreciate this 🥺 but honestly it’s been such a fun past few days! Yeah, last night didn’t go to plan but it was still incredible to be in the city and to see the track and the cars. I know the race is getting a lot of flak online, but the atmosphere truly was something to behold in person

[spidersandtomatos]

🦋 for Mirza :3

the only thing he feared about Morpho was the implication that once his butt was dragged into hell he would have to pay up for all of his dark magic shenanigans.

as for fusing with Morpho, well

let's say the reaper nor Mirza are having a good time. On one side you got Morpho being corrupted by 100% dark matter and having issues moving Mirza's rapidly decomposing body due to the later heavily resisting Morpho's control and on the other you have Mirza feeling very angry at Morpho's cheap attempts at replicating his late wife in his mind just to keep him in an euphoric state to ease assimilation.

it's basically Morpho EX part 2 electric boogaloo speedrun edition

[corvidaedream]

knowing i should probably shave the increasing amount of little mustache fuzz im getting from t to keep it from growing more so that i can continue to read as a cis woman at work without guests giving me shit

vs

being really excited about a shitty little mustache

[euphorickaeya]

Uhh, heyo! I’d like to request the "You need someone to take care of you.” prompt with sagau diluc, al haitham and ayaka, could you make the reader’s pronouns (they/them)?

thank you for requesting! Please enjoy! 🫶

link to drabble event!

You’ve been laying in this damn bed for the whole day, you’re sick of it. Your acolytes had banished you to bed rest after a small incident in Mondstadt and you were bored, your bones aches in being in the same sitting position for the past hour. You need to move and when you’re allowed to, you’ve got acolytes following you to the tee.

You turned around to see Ayaka’s figure behind you, her breath hitched as you turned to angrily stare at her. She immediately trembled, her lips quivered with fear and uncertainty as to what made you so angry at her.

“Are you…are you alright, your grace?” She whimpered out, it was the last straw for you, you blew up right in front of her. “No! I’m not alright! Stop following me around, give me a damn break—“ you scolded Ayaka with a strong voice, the cryo-wielder stepped back at your sudden outburst.

“Don’t you understand that even gods need space! You’re following me step by step and I’m sick of it!” You grabbed your locks, annoyed and angered.

Suddenly, someone had barged in, which made you turn your angered stare to them.

It was Diluc and Al Haitham, Diluc sported an uneasy expression as his companion just looked between you. Ayaka looked at Diluc, lips quivering before she burst out in tears, her legs could hold her wait as she dropped down, sobbing into her arms.

“Okay, okay..let’s get you out first.” Al Haitham instantly moved as soon as the first sob of Ayaka’s was let out, at the side of the girl in a few seconds. You looked at the situation with tiredness. You sighed and turned away from Ayaka, trying to pull away from even more acolytes.

“Your Grace. You can’t be yelling at your acolytes, they only want to help you—“ Diluc turned to you like a scolding father to his daughter. “Why can’t I? Why can’t I be angry? You say you only want to help, what part of stalking me through my own home is helping?” You accusingly retorted, Diluc was appalled at your rudeness.

Diluc was confused and rightfully so, his last memory of you was of elegance, you walked down the town of Mondstadt wearing the most sheen and silken clothing. Made from the best fabric anyone could find. You talked to children and even played with them.

Where was the God he saw that day?

“Your Grace, we’re here so you don’t have to lift a finger! You know this-“ He tried to reply to you when you scoffed, “I don’t want to be treated like a child, or- or someone who can’t do things for themselves. I’m a god! Not some frail human!” Your eyebrows furrowed in frustration, Diluc was not helping your situation, nor calming you down.

“Do you need any help, Diluc? The girl’s gone-“ Al Haitham peeked into the room, looking off to you with a small concerned frown. “Al Haitham, please, I need to talk to them, they’re upset and more acolytes in the room won’t fix that.” Diluc shook his head, looking off to you as you paced the room, trying to control yourself.

The clouds outside had turned to grey, it was sunny earlier. It was obvious it was your doing, more so, your emotions. Diluc needed to calm you and fast, before your anger turns to a flurry of frost.

“Your Grace. I understand your anger, but you must know, you need someone to take care of you.” You were shocked at what Diluc had implied, that even if you were perfectly capable of doing things yourself, that you must hand over that responsibility to someone else.

“Get out.” You pointed to the door, a storm of emotions brewed inside of you, mostly of anger and anguish at Diluc’s statement.

“Your Grace-“ Diluc tried to start. You threw the closest thing at him, a vase. The porcelain broke right next to him, making him turn and flinch, Diluc’s smooth skin was nicked by one of the glass pieces, the smooth red falling down his cheek.

Another reminder of why you’re being treated this way, why you’re different. “I said, get out!” You shouted, readying another piece of porcelain to throw at Diluc.

Diluc’s lips opened, then closed. He knew there was nothing else he could say to calm you down. So with an uncomfortable feeling, he simply nodded and bowed, before leaving you to drown in your anguish and despair.

He respected your decision, even if it meant that he had to ignore the wails and cries of yours as he walked away.

[wineanddineloseyourmind]

You call it a bullcock...

Care to cuck me with it? <3

Any way you choose to worship is welcome ❤️

I look forward to when you and your lover come to pay your offering, only for me to accept them and turn yours down. I’d welcome their praise and allow them to become entranced by the pheromones in the air, allow them to taste my musky balls and my bullcock’s length, while you are forbidden from approaching. It’s almost funny how focused on me they become, seemingly forgetting you’re in the room.

Still, you dare sneak a peek as you hear your lover’s muffled yelps and the plap-plap-plap of my balls on their chin, and you see my half-lidded eyes turn on you for just a moment with amusement before the “blessing” is pumped directly into your lover’s throat.

[imagination-confusion]

would you guys support me if I made a sudden and out of no where ask blog based on Garten of BanBan but it's a rewrite AU with OCs and making the story with my own personal taste?

...wanna see the two bouncelia and dadadoo kiddos I designed?

royal heirs and Leaps (left) is a royal pain in the butt brat.

I thought about how my rewrite includes mascot children and these two bouncelia/dadadoo children and Little Beak are gonna get so much trauma

Their mom is gone, almost everyone's been naughtified and their siblings turned on them for assisting the player and the rest of stuff.

All of this is subject to change however.

Here is Mx. Parent my player character and her child Junior.

ummm.. what else I got...

My Captain Fiddles redesign I did for fun pirate themed

I think that's about it for today!

[anto-pops]

i impulsively made a new blog to post my fanfics, and even though i never managed to write more than 1k wc fanfics, i started writing yesterday and i’m at 4k and the end of it is nowhere near and i’m just so confused but amazed ngl😭 like i could never do that!! and for once i didn’t overthink it, and this happened! and it’s all there put together😭

You've been blessed on this day, my dear. That's the kind of ecstasy that all writers chase after for the rest of their lives after experiencing it once. Enjoy it, prosper in the rewards of such a state of mind, and PLEASE share your work after you're done with it ! Something written under a veil of motivation like that is bound to be incredible 🥹

[stevie-petey]

tysm for that nancy wheeler it was so very good! she's a difficult character to read and write sometimes, both because she is in canon intelligent and smart, but also a little insecure and independent that makes it hard to strike a balance sometimes but you captured that blend of teen angst so well and her last line about trying not to rock the boat while anyone is on.......omg so very deeply good !!! killed me she's literally just a girl </3

IM HONORED !!! thank u again and i adore u <333

[zipquips]

🎵'Tis the music ask again! Tell me about 5 songs you actually listen to. Proceed and send this to 5 of your most devoted followers 😌🎵

Thanks to you I put Happy Gary ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ now everywhere. A great source of joy.

hey vic!!!!! thanks so much for the ask and i'm so sorry that this has taken me approximately forever to answer. also, hell yeah, happy gary!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

anyway! five songs i really, really, really like to listen to:

Honey by Magic Man - this was my top song last year and i still listen to it a bunch this year. it's just such a good song in generall and at this point it's a huge comfort song (i'll play it on loop to calm down, etc.)

Haircut by Chaz Cardigan - this song makes me feel seen and also reminds me that i can change any time i want

Molotov Girls by The Zolas - i am a huge fan of drums in my songs and imo this one is very good for this and has a lot of other fun/nice instrumental parts

Tha Melagholiso - Otherview Remix - MAD VMA 2019 - by Katy Garbi, Alcatrash, Otherview - i like to listen to greek music to feel more connected to the culture and this is by far my favorite. it's an all around great song and gets be hyped/motivated if i'm feeling down

Naatu Naatu by Rahul Sipligunj, Kala Bhairava - this is from the tollywood movie RRR (highly recommend watching it!!!) and this song just goes so hard and i do play it to get myself motivated, similar to number four, lmao. also, the telugu version of the song is so much better than the hindi version, i don't make the rules

(tbh, this was so hard because i listen to a lot of music and i'm so bad at picking faves and such but it was also so much fun, thank you!!!!!)

[theriverpointace]

what's your username's origin story?

ok i have three answers here, because i misread ur question at first lol

answer #1, the answer to the first question i read, which was "what is your icon's origin story, as in what is the origin story of the person in your icon?" is that's bart allen, aka impulse, and he inherited his speedster powers from both his mom and his dad! but i don't really know much more than that lol

answer #2, the second question, which was "what is your icon's origin story, as in how did you choose that?" is that it's a screenshot from one of the young justice comics, where bart says that being normal is Not His Speed (haha). i like the quote ("I don't understand the question. I AM normal. It's the rest of the world that's weird.") and i like the blue of the background and i like impulse and i like his tower of graham crackers and chocolate and i like that he's holding one of cissie's arrows even if i don't really remember how he got it. all said i like the panel so i made it my icon :D

answer #3, the answer to your ACTUAL question about my USERNAME, not my icon, comes from a family thing, mostly. i'm living with my grandparents on a farm. it was originally owned by my great-grandparents, and they left the land to their seven kids, divided up between them. some of those kids live here now (my grandmother and two great-aunts, and one of my great-uncles), some of the land has been bought by two of my aunts, and we're currently building a house here! but we all call the farm riverpoint. so that's the riverpoint bit, which i also like cause it's pretty. we do sit on a river, pretty much, which was an important part of my childhood, swimming and going out in the boat on the lake. (river. whatever. it's complicated.) the ace bit is just that i'm ace.