#hope its okay i replied

[thatdeadaquarius]

Imagine creator reader but no divine presence or aura that makes people crumble at the knees.

Reader just spawns in at wolvendom like a fly and meets diluc for no important reason i just love diluc then pow we can alter character builds then discover that my husband has the bell and instructors set on 😲

Creator freaks out cause wtf this is NOT the build i put on my diluc and hes standing there like ‘what psychopath did i just meet..’ so wow what no way creator reader just happens to have a 2 piece crimson witch in their inventory.

Reader: ‘You’re probably gonna leave me here but theres a hillichurl camp near by you dont want the knights of favonius to get to it first right’

Dilucs mad suspicious but hes a good civilian and puts his vision to use and absolutely destroys the hilichurls

Hes doing like 19x the amount of damage he normally would and word gets around that theres some random lady that makes people uncomprehendingly strong

BRO (genderneutral) I SAW A FIC LITERALLY ABOUT THIS SCENARIO UNDER THE SAGAU TAG AWHILE BACK- ACK-

FIC REC ASK!!

I CANT FIND IT- THEY WERE ACTUALLY THE OG INSPO FOR ME KEEPING A READER WHO COULD STILL ACCESS PLAYER FUNCTIONS

LIKE, DUDE THEY DID DILUC AND EVERYTHING

THIS IS SO CREEPY WTF R U SECRETLY THAT AWESOME WRITER??!!! DID U SNEAK INTO MY ASKS, BC IF SO HELLO I LOVE THAT FIC SM <3 ANYWAY-

I don’t know how to write this without plagiarising that person!!

Because this is such a specific scenario, I don’t see a way around writing this or at least I don’t have the skill for it lmao, as this is the same situation as that fic, so here you guys go!

My first fic rec!! Thank you so much @myrainycollectorpizza for finding this fic!! You're a peach tysm,

Here's pretty much a cooler longer version of what anon said by Muraar on ao3!

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Safe Travels Anon,

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Fic rec sorry my beloveds! Another ask will be uploaded in an hour or so! :] I lied i forgot to tag u guys in the new one hold on

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist / @thedevioussmirk / @the-dumber-scaramouche

[shkika]

Treat or Treat!!

- The Warper and Fernie the Scav (my Ocs)

pop pop bug candy :]

[vindegramont]

*knocks on the door* “Hey, Bisset, Chidi, Open up, fo’ me, will ya, sha? It startin’ to rain bad bad” *Georgia/Gigi leans against the door, figuring one of the two would answer her, having surprised herself by remembering how to even get there in the first place*

@alice-of-hightable

[ A familiar voice outside the door, the Marquis has the doors be opened just in time for a cold breeze to have swept the outside. ]

➜ The doors of the estate open

“ 𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐓 ? I am rather . . . surprised to see you here in the middle of central Paris than the Continental in New York . ”

“ And I’m also surprised that you are a little… how to say this ? Vous avez besoin de vous rafraîchir (You need to freshen up) . Just a tiny bit. ”

[ She has not changed. Still a little condescending with more respect attached to his actions and words for Georgia since they know eachother. ]

[anawrites3]

Ana seeing as Ive just finished reading the Captive Prince trilogy, Im iching for a sladick AU with a similar premise.

In the books they mention that slaves/pets are trained to take cock well before they lose their virginity.

If Dick was given to Slade (not a Prince, maybe a member of nobility? A slave trainer? Whatever role you like)...

Ahh that's great! I havent read it yet because I just cant put my hands on it, it's so expensive here :( and I dont think any libraries nearby have it haha

But I'm always all in for some slave/master dynamics 😏💕 so have a little story, I hope it's what you were thinking about!

Dick breathed out slowly in an attempt to calm down even just slightly, and his breath shook almost as badly as his hands did when he was shading his robe. Lord Slade Wilson, the man that was his master now, was sitting comfortably on the settee in front of him, watching Dick like a predator watches its prey. He was sprawled on the soft cushions with his legs spread comfortably, his pants untied and lowered just enough to uncover his erected cock.

The thin material of Dick's robe pooled around his feet and for a moment he allowed himself to just stand there, letting Slade's hungry gaze wander around his body. It's not like it was covering much in the first place but without it Dick suddenly felt much more vulnerable.

"Do you know what to do, boy?" Slade drawled in a low voice.

With those few words, he interrupted the silence that wasn't exactly comforting but still made the whole situation feel more surreal. As if it was just a distant dream or, more precisely, a nightmare. A few words, that's all it took Slade to made everything feel so much more real for Dick.

Dick shouldn't even be there. He was a prince, even after being betrayed and sold, even after being bought by men that "trained" pleasure slaves and... and after being forced to go through said training himself- he still was a prince of Gotham, the first son of king Bruce Wayne. He shouldn't be there, gifted to lord Wilson to be his slave and do everything the man wanted.

Still, what left his mouth was, "Yes, master."

Slade kept watching him. Dick looked back, his heart pounding against his ribcage, painfully aware of every inch of his naked body, still bruised from the last time his trainers punished him.

The man patted wordlessly at his thighs and Dick stepped closer, close enough to put his hands on Slade's shoulders and take a seat on his lap. Slade's hands seemed to be scorching hot when they found their place on Dick's waist and for a moment Dick was sure that they would leave marks on his skin with barely any touch. But no - it was just Dick who was cold, still not used to this realm's weather.

Slade traced his hipbone with his thumb.

"They told me no one touched you before." He mused. "Is that true?"

Dick lowered his gaze. He wet his lips with his tongue, hating how nervous he still got while talking about it after everything he already went through.

"Yes, master. I'm fully yours."

Slade's fingers dug into his skin as Dick got pulled closer to the man, so close that their chests were pressed together, Slade's cock rubbing against his stomach.

"But you still know what to do." Slade said, more a statement than a question.

Dick swallowed, "I've been trained well."

The settee whispered when Slade leaned back against it more comfortably. He continued watching Dick's every reaction, his every move. It wasn't how Dick imagined a lover would ever look at him.

But that was before. Now he was just a pleasure slave, property of his master.

"Show me then, little bird." Slade purred out, the corner of his lips twitching up in a smirk. "Let's see how good you are."

[tasty-littl-snack]

hello i am also exquisitely Normal about the boys. i was watching the sneak peek and when the doll goes off in ryan's solo he RUNS down to the door so he can talk to shane through it he wanted to throw himself into shanes arms and hide his face in his chest so bad. im normal

You are so right! I didn't even think about that, (I think the walkies were a fun thing and gave us stuff like congratulations darling, so I loved that bit) but with them being gone this gives us Ryan being really scared and wanting to get out of there sooner. And yeah without a way to communicate with Shane other than standing right next to the doors so he can hear him, we get stuff like this.

I think they def hugged it out at some point after this investigation Ryan seemed really on edge and with the way they talk in the car about it, and mention this ep in the podcast after recording it I think it really did a number on him. Can't wait to see the rest of the eps if this is only the first one, and we have confirmed return of a sleepover I think it opens up to even more fun scenarios like that.

[good-beans]

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[fredgar]

redraw of an older fredgar piece 😊

[wearily-confused]

i wish it was acceptable to ask to dtr friendships

like are we treating this as bfs or acquaintances or talks casually every other month or every day gm and gn or what

like please tell me what amount of energy and care you are willing to reciprocate without pingponging between loving me and not even giving a fuck if i die, just stop with all this hot and cold bs

[seriousbrat]

hi i'm really curious to hear your opinion on this post: https://www.tumblr.com/oxydiane/693952155206500352/honestly-people-who-are-insufferable-about-the?source=share

well first off idk what they mean by people being insufferable about the prank exactly but i think it's just common sense to hold Sirius responsible for it. like it was his fault lol. I don't know if recognising that your favourite characters (and Sirius is one of mine) have flaws and did bad things sometimes counts as "crucifying" them rather than just enjoying the characters as they are, so I'm not sure what they're referring to. they do say in the tags that they don't think Sirius was in the right to be fair, but I think it's somewhat disingenuous to claim that Sirius wasn't expecting Snape to go down there when there's no evidence for that and even if true it wouldn't change the outcome.

I think there's a tendency in fandom to think you can only like characters if they're understood as 100% good flawless people whose every action is justified somehow. to me not only is this boring it's just kind of ridiculous. I think there's no way around the fact that Sirius did something that was objectively extremely fucked up not only to Snape but also to Remus, and then later displayed little remorse for it as far as we know ("‘I’m bored,’ said Sirius. ‘Wish it was full moon.’") and like... who cares? In the sense that to me, that just makes him an interesting character. And I don't think it erases his good qualities, it just makes him complex.

As far as Snape, like I said in another post I do think that he had some responsibility in the matter. And as a Snape fan this is worth discussing imo and the same exact thing goes for him as it does for Sirius. I think his obsession with discovering what the Marauders were up to went past the point of reasonable and that's why he was so easily manipulated into going down into the willow (for someone so intelligent, walking into an obvious trap is not his greatest moment lol) and we're shown in canon that this obsession was also interfering with his ability to be a good friend to Lily. If I absolutely had to choose then yeah, I think Sirius is more at fault than Sev but that's not as interesting to me as exploring the different motivations at play in the situation. Either way it's kind of a dishonest reading to try and make excuses or handwave rather than accepting that Everyone Is Terrible and just being okay with that.

I guess my point is, are you really a fan of a character if you have to overlook their flaws and weak moments in canon? it's a question worth asking. I love both Snape and Sirius because they have flaws but also admirable traits and I'm chillin feeling absolutely no need to defend anyone lol

edit- oh also I agree with your replies to that post, I've just seen them :)

[voxxisms]

@cannibalxroses is hosting the blood ball! cont.

VOX ARRIVED a little early, present just before the doors had opened. he liked to be anywhere early as much as he could, for most things. this event, of course, would be no exception — in fact, was much more important to arrive within reason for. a wonderful opportunity to network with those in attendance, && even more so a good chance to to rub elbows with the hostess in a way that he was most familiar with.

without a head on his shoulders, his magic was part of the very mask he was meant to wear instead, only grateful that it appeared not to cause any issues. he would feel odd, later, when he put his head back on, but for now, he started up the steps && approached, a singular deep red rose in hand that he offered up to her once he located the lovely hostess herself.

❝ hello, there, rosie. it really is wonderful seeing you, thank you for hosting such an event for us all. ❞

[ofmagiick]

✧･ﾟ ——— ❛ @tapalslegacy | continued from here !

✧･ﾟ ——— ❛   merrin struggled to not smile at cal   ,   at his confusion   .   his actions were endearing   ,   the concern   ,   and puzzling over the meaning of her words   .   maybe they had been a bit confusing   ,   after all   ,   explosions never meant anything good was coming their way   .   she refused to take them back   ,   though   .   not after she ' d put her feelings out there   ,   one way or another   .   now   ,   cal just had to find the meaning   .   and given his problem - solving skills that had gotten them this far   ,   he should figure it out   ,   sooner or later   .

❝   i ' m fine   .   no pain   .   ❞   merrin moved to stand next to him   ,   dark eyes glancing over the horizon in front of them   .   ❝   i think it might be a good idea to make camp   ,   though   .   sunset looks close   ,   and the wilderness hasn ' t been the nicest in the daylight   .   ❞   nodding towards a nearby outcropping of rock   ,   the nightsister hitched her pack higher   ,   before stepping off   .   ❝   that should provide us some nice cover while we sleep   .   no imperial patrols   ,    no skritons   .   just the stars and all this sand   .    ❞   her nose wrinkled as she once more brushed fine grains from the folds of her clothing   ,   callused hands chaffing against the particulates   .   it truly did get everywhere   .

the witch turned her head back to look at him   ,   chin brushing her shoulder as she did   .   ❝   i don ' t think i ever properly thanked you for pulling me from the wreckage of dathomir   .   ❞   she turned her head back towards her destination   ,   intent on not slipping on the shifting sand   .   what a mood - killer that would be   ,   opening her heart to him only to tumble to the ground   .   ❝   i would have rotted with the corpses of my sisters if you hadn ' t stumbled along and showed me how my desire for revenge was eating me from the inside out   ,   like drinking bane back acid   .   so   ,   thank you   ,   cal kestis   ,   for saving me from my ghosts   .   ❞

upon reaching the rocky outcropping   ,   merrin shrugged off her pack   ,   resting for just a moment   .   they ' d need a fire soon   ,   but lingering daylight lit the desert around them well enough   ,   even with the long shadows being cast across it ' s surface   .

[slightly-gay-pogohammer]

hey. saw your post about your depression hitting you hard. you don't know me, but i've been a longtime fan of your art, and it really breaks my heart to see someone i look up to so much in pain. so, here's a bit of positivity in your inbox: 1) your art is really fucking good. i don't know how else to put it. you've inspired me a lot on my art journey, and i've been really learning a lot from your drawings. 2) you have correct opinions. every time i see you post that little "send me this emoji and i'll give you a hot take" meme, i get really excited. no joke. 3) you're really funny? like, more than a few of your posts have gotten me to smile and brightened my day. i'm really thankful for that, btw.

4) you have good taste in manga. i'm really looking forward to dungeon meshi and i remember the W.I.T.C.H cartoon from my childhood!

5) you're a really good storyteller. i enjoyed your Rayman comic soooo much, and i really can't wait for your other project to come out!

that's all for now. i really hope you feel better soon. please, go easy on yourself. you deserve to be happy, just like everyone else.

Love, A Fan

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[mad-hunts]

[ shower ]   your muse joining mine in the shower.

/ i got tempted whahss

although it wasn't necessarily a bad thing for a date to be early, barton thought, in this scenario... it likely would've been better if regulus had shown up at his home at the agreed upon time. he was sweaty and still sort of out of breath from a run whenever he had come face-to-face with reg after all. though he wasn't mad, of course; barton was just a bit embarrassed when he'd found that his daughter had already let the other into the house once he entered it. this was because the doctor wanted regulus to only see him when he was at his best, all dressed up and smelling nice as well; but barton was probably the furthest thing from being that at that moment in his opinion.

he just remembered almost running into the bathroom after he told reg he just needed a little time to wash up, and that then he'd be out, as well as ready to go by 5:00. this would give him a little extra time to do what needed to be done: and by that, i mean barton was willing to scrub his skin raw if that's what it took just to make sure no remnants of his exercise clung to his person anymore. a sigh left barton's lips then as the scent of rain water — albeit an artificial one, originating from his body wash — permeated the air. tonight had to be perfect or barton might just throw away his chances of getting even closer to reg than he already had.

he may have become a little spaced out after starting to hum along to a tune. barton was going to get his shampoo when he felt something brush across the small of his back. he gasped a little in shock and turned around right at that moment. now, until barton realized it was regulus, he was ready to strike at whatever the thing in question was that touched him. but upon seeing it was reg, his stress had eased just a little bit. a breathy laugh had escaped from his lips, and out of sheer cheekiness, he decided to give the other person a gentle hit on the shoulder even though reg wasn't a danger to him. ❝ oh, my god. you know... whatever happened to saying 'hello,' hmm? you almost gave me a heart attack there! ❞

barton appeared to need some time to comprehend that regulus's presence there suggested that the other might have wanted him, in some capacity. a fake, thoughtful murmur escaped his lips and as he stood up, curiosity raised an eyebrow. barton's eyes traveled from reg's feet up his face as he placed a palm on his naked chest. ❝ but ahh, i suppose that can be excused for now. i am all for fooling around a bit with a handsome man like you. we've got to keep things quiet, though, alright? and i can think of one or two ways we can do that. ❞

[glamwish]

⋆꙳·̩̩͙♡ ˚.* @kentei-ken continued from here.

the pink haired woman dressed in a maid's outfit sits down in efforts to smooth out the lace hemmed shirt.  nikki was a celebrity and no doubt drew attention wherever she made an appearance, but to day she tried her best to fit into the crowd - in uniform. there's a few bystanders that raise their phone to snap a picture of the woman, to which she reluctantly tries to hide her face by turning her sitting posture towards the gentleman that allowed her to sit closely next to.  " how has your day been? i'm sorry i couldn't call you sooner           i-i was running late."   part of her plan is to fool the others into believing she's just a normal girl meeting a friend amidst travel to work, thus giving her company a playful wink in hopes that he too will play along to avoid a fan based mob.

in all honesty, she's afraid to turn around to take in any reactions and relies on him for much needed comfort. between her life of fame as a stylist, she too escapes the noise but to help those who protect the world from the threat of curses.  for now she places her small hand upon his arm, hoping to ease the sense of confusion with her words.

[skeletalheartattack]

i love following you. to be cringe is to be free. i hope you get ur huge skeleton bazonkas

[pictured: me accepting to be strange and so weird with it. free. big boobs too. not seen. currently. it's hard to tell but he's smiling. like this :) see? that's me. thank you.]

[tardis--dreams]

Some of those doctors make hating oat milk their entire personality. I hate them. Cannot pretend to find them funny or like i give a shit. Fucking pretentious assholes