#i have no clue who’s who for either tho <3

[fffuckthelaxbros]

Hmm Shardo Princess Bride AU?

[lanshappycorner]

"I'm sorry for not doing art/writing requests-" *grabs your shoulders* so you agree? That they're requests? And someone is requesting you to do something and you have the power to say no or leave it around in ur askbox for who knows how long until you simply feel like it?

I'm sorry for rambling out of no where I've just seen this happen very often but especially on tumblr. I feel like bc we have formal askboxes and dedicated art/imagines blogs that the word "request" has lost its meaning. Request doesnt mean "this person will send me an ask and I Must do it" a request is just that. A request. "Is it possible for you to draw this or write that for me" the answer can be no. The answer can be yeah maybe if I feel like it in the far future. You don't have to apologize for not doing "requests".

Its like ur at a dining table with many ppl and someone asks u to pass the salt. You can do it, or you don't because you don't feel like it. Even if u don't do it, they can ask someone else at the table to grab it. What if ur arm was sore or someone else was in the way of you grabbing the salt. Either ways theres no consequences if u don't grab the salt. The worst thing that could happen is that u dont grab the salt and the person who asked gets upset, but who actually gets upset over that? If ur angry I didn't pass u the salt then idk why ur here u petty loser (meaning if u dont do a request and someone gets butthurt it's not on you, it's on them for assuming that their REQUEST is something that is Obligatory)

Personally whenever I open art requests I always make sure to say that I don't guarantee that I'll get to all of ur requests or if ill get to any at all. Maybe ill feel like drawing requests but the moment I get them I don't feel like it anymore. What r u gonna do abt it ?? Get inside my brain and make me do it ?? Lmao

Plus I usually also word it as "suggestions". Instead of requesting that I draw something, you are suggesting that I do it. I can take ur suggestion or I can not. Does it majorly effect my life or yours? Absolutely not. If u walk up to someone in the street and tell them "hey I think u should dye ur hair purple" if they do it, good for u guys! If they dont, no one loses a thing.

This is just my 2 cents on the matter bc I've seen it happening often, esp to younger creators who feel like they have to please their audience to be relevant or sumn idk I promise u just do what u want and make things for urself and everything will be ok

[barklikeagod]

icb i'm still only in act 1 of bg3.... kdjfhdkjfnh

[liebelesbe]

parents trying to pressure me into a phone call hrrgs

[euaphoric]

“ are we there yet? ” ˙ ✩°˖🚏⋆｡˚꩜

✩‧₊˚ pairing — jungkook x f!reader (established relationship)

✩‧₊˚ warnings — fluff, lovey lovey dovey dovey, sm*t, exhibitionism, f*ngering, piv, essentially they get frisky in the forest hehehe, this is pretty vanilla tho<3

synopsis:: roadtrips with your boyfriend seem all fun and games at first, until you end up getting lost in the middle of nowhere with no signal !

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the summer of august… balmy evenings, golden overcasts from sun rays, clammy humid air, and warm, lofty breezes at nightfall. ideal weather to spend a weekend away with your favorite person, escaping the depths of reality to reset + recharge. this was long overdue since both you and jungkook are always cooped up in work, the quality time you get to share nowadays has progressively dwindled. soon as jungkook found out you two had aligning free time he made plans almost instantly for a romantic getaway. he (said in his own words) found the perfect distraction to take your minds off everything and whisk all your problems away.

well at least that’s what he’s tried getting you to believe so far..

but you weren’t sold just yet— at the rate he’s driving and the stilled guise of confusion on his face, something seemed alarmingly off to you. you didn’t notice at first but once you recognized one of the landmarks previously seen half an hour ago, it doesn’t take much for you to put 2 and 2 together. he may or may not be totally lost right now and is trying to act completely unfazed. you hear him mutter a string of curses lightly under his breath, he seemed to be frustrated by something but not quite really sure what.

“hmm.. are we almost there yet koo?” you ask softly, resting your head against the window, eyes drearily fluttering. it concerns you when he doesn’t reply, instead he continues focusing on the road— this only puzzles you more since he was just talking your ears off moments before. “uhm, hellooo earth to jungkook? you can hear me right?” you reiterate, turning slightly to face his direction. he snaps out of his trance for only a second to vaguely address you. “yeah.” it’s unlike him to be this quiet with you, especially not when he was the one most excited about this trip, he’d send you daily reminders and even had a whole countdown for it. you had to get to the bottom of this immediately.

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one thing about jungkook is he hates to admit when he’s wrong, especially in front of you. he ensured that he knew exactly where you guys were going and insisted on you not doing an ounce of driving, 4 hours wasn’t gonna kill him. “you’re my princess, and princesses belong in passenger seats only!” he’d argue in response to you wanting to help. he wasn’t budging on his stance either, every time you offered to take the wheel he’d strike a deafening glare. you sigh while watching him continue to struggle, his gaze darting back and forth from the road onto the gps of his phone. that’s when you see yet again another familiar sign up ahead, at this point he has no idea where he’s going. “babe, are we los-”

“don’t say that.” jungkook quickly cuts you off, “we’re not lost, i just- am having some technical difficulties with the directions is all!” it finally took him looping around in circles for a third time to get him to acknowledge his plight. “okay maybe a little bit…” you shake your head at his stubbornness, always thinking he can do everything on his own. “i think we should stop for a minute to recuperate.” you suggest, checking out the window to see nothing but endless nature and not a single other car in sight. neither of you had a single clue where you were. jungkook finally caves and pulls over, pandering his next move. an idea comes to mind for him instantly, “oh! i know who could help, i’ll call namjoon! he’ll know what to do in situations like this.” right…because calling your friends when you’re lost in the woods is the best solution at hand.

he attempts to call but is met with yet another disappointment. “fuck, i only have one bar..” you check your phone only to see you had no better luck. “my phone isn’t even picking up a signal around here..” this couldn’t get any worse— stranded in the middle of no man’s land and having zero capability to communicate with the outside world; technically, this was what jungkook was going for but not to this extreme extent. he huffs in frustration, “shit- well i guess we’re screwed now thanks to me.” “maybe if you’d let me help earlier none of this would’ve happened!” you impishly gloat, never letting him live down the fact he never listens. he flashes a pout along with the most dramatic eye roll, unwilling to give you any satisfaction of being in the right. “yeah yeah, whateva.”

an awkward silence passes by until jungkook speaks again, “soo like.. what’re we gonna do now…” “beats me,” you say nonchalantly, “should we go explore the woods?” the curious cat in you is need of a little adventure. “isn’t that a bit risky? you never know what’s out there!” he wasn’t too keen on your idea but you’d be able to get him to fold quickly. “ugh, you watch too many of those horror movies. we’ll be fine, just c‘mon!” you chirp, getting out the car and making a dash into the forest. “wait- slow down.. wait for me!!”

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the view in front of you was breathtaking; effervescent greenery surrounding you, tranquil patters of the waterfall, absorbing in the pleasant atmosphere alongside your lover. though you were in quite the predicament, this moment put you decently at ease. “this is so beautiful.” you express in awe of the scenery. jungkook was also indeed starstruck by something, but it wasn’t the wispy terrain. “yeah it’s nice, but not half as beautiful as you are.” his soft hand cups the side of your face, tilting slightly to place a chaste peck. another hand travels to the hem of your sundress, drawing over your smooth skin to caress your inner thighs. his touch felt so relaxing, you almost forgot where you were for a second. “wha- what’re you doing-” a lush pair of lips connect with you again, cutting off your chatter.

you kissed for what seemed like hours, purring into him as he plays with the thin fabric of your lace underwear. his everlasting touch and lips felt like paradise, lustfully drunk off each other’s energies. your mind was so hazy to a point you didn’t fully register that your dress was pulled halfway up your torso. jungkook pulls away for a second, glancing over to scope the premises. “agh.. maybe we shouldn’t do it here..” he hesitantly chides, “what if there’s some weirdo lurking in the bushes or something?” this man is always so overly paranoid… “nothing’s gonna get us koo, pwomise. now shush and get back to kissing me.” you eagerly lean in, latching onto him once again. as your bodies intertwine you hiss at the feathered graze of his fingers on your clothed heat, languidly tracing the outline. you sense a sudden draft as jungkook slides your panties aside, lightly prodding your entrance while his thumb circles your clit, leaving you with tingling vibrations.

“mmphh~ fuck..” you moan softly. lifting your head to gaze up at your boyfriend, admiring the way he’s glowing from the sunlight illuminating above. soon as he saw your face he couldn’t resist in reaching up to kiss you once more, entering one of his inked digits into you slowly. the gasp you let out was a chance for him to invite his tongue, greedily wanting to taste every molecule of you. your body involuntarily rocks it’s hips against his hand, tangling your fingers through his thick, silky hair, wholly enchanted by him. a whine slips out from the absence of his fingers, clenching around nothing from feeling empty. “stop whinin’, m’gonna give you what you’re craving soon babydoll.” he assures sweetly, placing open mouthed kisses along your chin, neck, and down to your collarbone. right now you felt nothing but utter yearning, desiring every inch of him inside.

intense waves of pleasure hit you gracefully, muscles tensing as your needy cunt swallows his length, arching from the fluttering sensation that won’t leave your tummy. never in your lifetime did you expect to be doing this in a forest of all places. “jungkook…” you lasciviously whisper, securing your legs tighter around his waist while he jams his hips deeper, he feels so good you could cry. “i love you baby.” he coos midstroke, pressing his tattooed hand on your stomach. “love you too koo- fuuu…” eyes roll to the back of your head from his cock colliding with your sweet spot, feeling one step closer to coming. “t-think m’gonna cum s-soonn jungkookiie.” your high would approach any minute now. “me too babe, shit- your pussy feels unreal..” before you know it, flashes of white impairs your vision from the rippling effects of your orgasm— panting indefinitely. jungkook hastily pulls out, viciously stroking himself to spread his release on you. post-nut clarity hit the both of you hard asf, you never got up to fix your clothes so fast. your skin felt moist and sticky, you were totally in the mood for a nice hot shower. jungkook lets out a breathy chuckle from your stunned actions,,

“guess we can check this off our bucket list now??”

@genkima @sweet-sourhotcoco @cherigu ヽ(＾▽＾)人(＾▽＾)人(＾▽＾)ﾉ 💢

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[pilfappreciator]

Can you write about Veneer... Just, like, anything at all. I'm BEGGING. They could be headcanons, drabbles, oneshots, ANYTHING. My little gay mind can't handle it. If you don't have any ideas here are some that I have off the top of my head ^_^ (also if you could make any of these male reader I will love you forever BUT you obviously don't have to <33)

- Baking with him (but either veneer or the reader is a nightmare in the kitchen and everything goes wrong)

- Having a slumber party !! (Doing eachothers nails, hair, makeup, watching movies, just talking, possibly falling asleep in eachothers arms and being embarrassed in the morning)

- Playing hide and seek together

- CHRISTMAS WITH VENEER!!! (Decorating the house/Christmas tree, getting presents, playing out in the snow, just general festive activities:3)

- Reader who has a shit ton of stuffies and has named them all (introducing them to Veneer, cuddling, fluffy things)

- Eepy time (sleeping/cuddling hcs, shenanigans, not being able to fall asleep, weird midnight chats)

I had more but I forgot....

NAHHH UR LITERALLLY SO BASED I LOVE YOU FOR THAT!!! Veneer is literally such a criminal cuz like?? He kidnapped someone, tortured them, AND he stole your heart??? SOMEONE STOP HIM ASDKJALJSLD

Ended up combining a few of your ideas into one big concept! Hope you don't mind :3

Also heads up that this takes place before the events of Band Together took off! Just figured it'd be kinda hard to throw a sleepover when your ass is literally in prison lol

Veneer x Reader: when your favorite twink invites you to a sleepover

Includes: Male! Reader, sleepover shenanigans, fluff, slight angst, gaygaygaygay—

💎 You and Veneer would have to be INCREDIBLY close before he even considered invited you over

💎 Tbh I feel like getting invited to hangout with this guy in any way is actually? Kind of a privilage?? Like his fame is obviously a big factor in that but growing up, I doubt he had any actual friends who weren't his sister. I imagine him as kinda shy and non-confrontational as a kid, and though Velvet wasn't the BEST sibling, she never hesitated to cuss out whatever poor soul chose to pick on her brother. She's always been the one to lead and Veneer has always just followed

💎 I mean... the guy literally participated in tortue just cuz his sister told him to. He sheep coded as hell 😔

💎 So yeah, this boy probably has like zero experience when it comes to having friends who don't use him for his fame and/or are related to him by blood. Luckily you came along! Now he's actually got someone with whom he shares a genuine connection with!!

💎 Whether that connection is strictly platonic has... yet to be determined >;3c

💎 WITH THAT BEING SAID!! This guy has never once participated in a sleepover (hanging out in his sister's room doesn't count), and he's got absolutely no clue what to do ://

💎 Will conduct numerous amounts of research days in advance! And by research, I mean he's binging all his favorite chick flicks and having Krimp take notes aslkdhaljsdl

💎 FR THO!! THIS BOY IS JITTERY AS HELL WHEN THE TIME COMES TO ASK YOU OUT OVER LIKE---!

💎 "Oh heyyyy, (____)! Fancy seeing you here!"

"This... is my house?"

"R-right, right! Obviously! Um, anyway, do you like sleeping?"

"Uh."

"Also, u-uh, totally unrelated but have you ever wondered what the inside of my house looks like?"

💎 Pls just accept his invitation. If he gets any redder he might pop a blood vessel or something

💎 Heaves out the BIGGEST sigh once you say yes. He'll try to play himself off as nonchalant even though he's absolutely ecstatic, but like... the boy is literally vibrating with excitement okay, he's not fooling anyone lol

💎 Once the big day comes and you show up to his house— sorry, MANSION? Prepare yourself cuz he is most definitely giving a tour. From the indoor pool, to the outdoor pool, to the personal studio/production room, to the many walk-in closets, to a room that is literally just one big ball pit, to a heigh-ceiling hallway just lined with photos/painting of him and his sister... he is NOT afraid to show off asdkajsdlkhjf

💎 (Sidenote: don't worry about Velvet potentially intruding on the sleepover. She's agreed to step out for the day on her brother's behalf. Was definitely pretty pissy about having to vacate her own home but eventually relented... but Veneer definitely owes her for her kindness)

💎 Yknow all those cliche sleepover activities people do in movies? Yeah, you guys are doing literally all of them

💎 Such a dumbass <33

💎 NO LIKE ACTUALLY THO?? Krimp made Veneer a list of popular and totally optional things to do at a sleepover and the second he saw it, he was just like "uugh, seems like a lot of work but I GUESS I'll do it 🙄"

💎 You guys are painting your nails matching colors, doing facemasks, messing around with each others' hair— the whole shebang!! And considering this dude is rich as fuck, you just KNOW he's got nothing but all the top-of-the-line products 😤😤. Only the finest for him (and you <33)

💎 LET HIM DO YOUR MAKEUP!! I feel like he really enjoys it as a whole! Like it's probably his favorite part of getting ready for shows or just his day in general, and the only person he's done makeup for is Velvet (tho those instances were VERY rare)... but if you just? Suggest that he does yours for you?? Like just sitting back so he can do his thing, allowing him to call the shots like he rarely ever does???

💎 Literally swooning SO HARD ASLDHKALKJSJDLKJA

💎 Unfortunately the whole thing kinda backfires on him cuz: 1) you're already super cute without makeup, and 2) he knows what he's doing and could easily boost someone's looks with just some eyesliner and the right shade of lipstick

💎 He makes you look hotter, is basically what I'm getting at

💎 He's not sure if he's just done himself a huge favor or screwed himself over for the rest of the night

💎 Considering his crazy wealth and the fact he probably grew up pretty sheltered/spoiled, I doubt this boy knows anything about how a kitchen works lol. Like most of his meals were either made for him by Krimp or served at high-end hoity-toity restaurants with caviar that probably cost more than most organs sell on the black market ://

💎 So yeah, dinner is really gonna come down to you and your skill level

💎 If you know you're away around, CONGRATS!! You've just signed yourself up for cooking lessons with Veneer! And yes, the kitchen WILL end up a mess (but no worries, he'll just make Krimp clean it up). You'll definitely have to take the lead here and he's more than happy to let you do so! Just tell him what spices you need or what utensil to grab, and his ass is on it 🫡 If you wanna teach him how to knead dough or peel certain ingredients?? He won't complain (especially if said activity requires you two to be in close proximity hehe)

💎 Do NOT leave him alone in the kitchen for more than 10 seconds. You'll just return to find him trying to cut strawberries with the dull side of a knife u_u

💎 If you're also total shit in the kitchen?? No worries! Veneer may be living that high life but he's not above ordering takeout lol

💎 Remember those chick flicks I mentioned earlier? Yeah, you two are totally running a marathon of those. If you happen to have any good recs or other movies you happen to like?? He's totally willing to give them a try! Just know that if it's a scary movie… he's gonna be wrapped around you like a koala and screaming into your ear at every jumpscare

💎 He may be talentless but this boy can hit a high note if he feels he's in danger

💎 He may be different from his sister in some ways, but one attribute he shares with her is the fact that he's a TOTAL GOSSIP LIKE?? THIS BOY IS MORE THAN PREPARED TO SPILL THE TEA ON ANY GIVEN OCCASION—

💎 "Oh my gosh, did you HEAR about what happened to Nikki Mirage the other day??"

"No? Wait, who's that again?"

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHO--- okay, sit down so I can educate you 😤"

💎 Him and Velvet literally thrive on drama, idk what else to tell you

💎 (he might also spill some tea about his sister... nothing too incriminating, but like, a few embarrassing childhood stories couldn't hurt, right?)

💎 Late night talks are a MUST!! At some point in the night the two of you end up like... nestled under the covers of whatever fort you guys threw together... you're facing each other, heads centimeters apart as you share a pillow... whispering and giggling for no real reason...

💎 Maybe he vents a little about his insecurities and the way Velvet treats him, less like a brother and more like a shadow she can manipulate as she pleases... and maybe you grab his hand under the blanket... yknow, just to comfort him or whatever...

💎 Veneer only ever gets physical affection when he visits his parents, and even then it's just like? The bare minimum?? Pats on the head/shoulder/back, brief hugs, chaste kisses on his cheek— that kinda crap. And it's so tragic cuz this boy is literally the biggest little spoon to ever spoon. Like actually pls just hold him

💎 If he wakes up the next morning to find you laying behind him? Arms wound around his middle?? You face burried against his neck/shoulder blades/top of his head????

💎 He is not moving from that spot even after you wake up too <33

Cannibal, I absolutely ADORE YOU FOR THIS ASK!! LITERALLY SO FUN TO WRITE SAKLJASADKJSD THANK YOU SO MUCH <3333 (was originally gonna split this into two parts but was like, "nah, this ask deserves to be hella long" uwu)

Veneer redemption arc when??

[blacklegsanjiii]

this might be strange but what about fishman!sanji? as in, Sanji is raised on Fishman Island? he escaped Germa but nearly drowns if it wasnt for a fishman who rescued the strange human and he was brought down to be nursed back to health. If Jinbei's still there then maybe he argues to look after the kid as proof of improving human-fishman relations and Sanji is very happy to be there because!! he's actually in the sea!!! he always loved the ocean and fish and swimming and surely the fishmen can help him find All Blue (they dont know how but are endeared enough to let him expllore their archives for clues)

sanji ends up being a huge difference in terms of fishman attitudes towards humans because its so hard for anyone to hate this excitable kid who genuinely thinks fishmen and mermaids are cooler than humans and is obsessed with figuring out how to cook underwater. sanji is a little hesitant with the royals due to general trauma but ends up getting close to them! closest to jinbei tho, shark dad for the win!!

i picture sanji either meeting the crew at the baratie, maybe on one of his excursions to find clues on the all blue, or maybe at sabaody, because he snuck away from the island to try to save camie and any other enslaved mermaids. or maybe something else? rest is up to your brilliant mind <3

Sanji weak and fresh out of the dungeon in the ocean drowning and is found by a fishman. The fishman knows something is terribly wrong so he takes Sanji to Fishman Island and presents Sanji to Jinbei who as a former slave would be able to help the boy more. Jinbie spends a lot of time with Sanji, studying the boy and helping him. Trying to gauge how deep the trauma runs and it's deep. Sanji is skittish, not just from fishman but mer people and others too. Even his time on land has him hiding behind Jinbei.

He tells Jinbie about his dream and Jinbei offers to introduce him to the royals and help get him access to the archives. Sanji is shaking and doing his best and when the king asks about his fear Jinbei says it's not through prejudice but trauma. Trauma from royals specifically. The king nods and grants Sanji access so Jinbei takes him and Sanji flits around the room looking, he starts getting excited after a while. He's flitting around and talking animatedly about the All Blue. Jinbei smiles very fondly at the boy in front of him.

Jinbei helps him for weeks but they find nothing so they talk to travelers and nomads and migratory fishman and merpeople. They never find out but Jinbei teaches him cooking. How they cook underwater and what they eat and the diet he as a fishman follows.

Also in line with everyone but Mihawk, Jinbei absolutely takes Sanji to Warlord meetings and gets him into some of the archives and libraries. He talks to other humans about the All Blue. Sanji is an actual delight to have at Warlord meetings. Sometimes he'll bring snacks or Fujitora will take him to the kitchen to cook something and eat and tell the boy stories. Sanji still asks everyone about the All Blue.

Sanji grows up like a fucking immaculate swimmer. He can hold his breath for ages and dive so fucking deep. He calls Jinbei dad around eleven and just keeps it going. Jinbei smiles every time his son calls him that.

When Sanji is old enough he sets out to go search for the All Blue and gets a job at Baratie to find information from other travelers. Which is how he gets into the Strawhats crew. Everything is canon until Sabaodyish when they meet Chamie who is talking to Sanji like they're old friends and Sanji mentions off handedly he grew up on Fishman Island.

And when they get there after the time skip and the royals are welcoming Sanji back and everyone is confused again. Jinbei comes by to join the Strawhat crew and he and Sanji are hugging and calling him 'dad' and Luffy is like "oh, that's why all the warlords seemed to know you. How come crocodile didn't recognize you in Alabasta?"

"Probably because I never really talked to them, sometimes I would bring snacks but mostly I was looking for clues to the All Blue." Sanji shrugs.

And then obviously Jinbei promises to meet up with them soon and of course the next time we see him is in WCI and Jinbei listens to his son about not killing his birth family. Once they're in the clear Sanji and Jinbei are sitting together and Jinbei says if they step even a millimeter out of line they are dead. Sanji nods and says they have more important things to worry about. Jinbei nods and agrees and pats his son's head.

[quitealotofsodapop]

Okay but it’s also really funny to think that not only has Wukong met Nezha’s family and never connected the dots, he’s actively been told that Li Jing has kids and is still 100% in the dark

Wukong, upon realizing that Nezha is also known as ‘Nata’: huh, neat! :)

Wukong, learning that Moksa is also known as Muzha several centuries later: huh. Neat! :) this feels familiar tho

And it also wouldn’t be too off the mark to say that Nezha would probably have multiple bets going on, seeing as he’s also a diety of gambling. It would also be really funny if Wukong had no clue about this either. (Let him be mischievous he deserves it) (He is said to be the only Chinese god naughty enough to divulge winning lottery numbers. - a real sentence that I found)

Nezha, realizing that he looks just different enough from his family to be undetected as long as he isn’t in the same room as them: *sighs in relief* well now that that’s settled, *turns around with a razor sharp grin* who wants to start makin bets??!?!?!

Now I’m just thinking about how since Mk seems to like games of chance, he’d probably help him out a bit every once in a while

Mk, at a crane game or something: Alright I got this! First try guaranteed!!

Nezha, without even looking up: 11.

Mk: huh?

Nezha: it will take you eleven tries to win anything. This is assuming you make all the correct moves

Mk:….and if I don’t?

Nezha, with one glance: anywhere between 27 and 265

Mk:….*points to one of those roulette table-like games* what about that?

Nezha: 1.

Mk, still not connecting the dots: REALLY??!?!

Nezha: yes just click the button after exactly 3 seconds

Mk: :DD

This goes on for another 5 hours

Referencing this TMKATI au post XD

Wukong forgets to ask things, and no one bothers telling him these things! How is he supposed to know?

Wukong: "I didn't know, ok?!" Tang, aghast: "Literally everyone knows General Li Jing is the same Li Jing from Nezha's backstory!" Wukong: "IT'S A COMMON HUMAN NAME!" Nezha: *grinning at the chaos he's caused*

Nezha gets introduced to modern arcades and it takes a missing persons report from Heaven for him to notice that he's been there for days on end.

MK and Mei bring/drag Nezha along to the arcade some days to be their "lucky charm". Nezha has yet to explain that he's a god of gambling - its a lot more fun to see the pair depair over their fails at the skill-based games.

[a-tea-goblin]

dear LMK fic authors or readers

I have a humble request/idea

ya know thos fic where Wukong and Macaque have a confrontation of some kind and Wukong doesn't believe the macaque in front of him is real? whether it be during the memory scroll thing and he thinks it's a trick, a hallucination, a dream or an illusion or something doesn't matter, but you know how it always ends very emotional because Wukong realizes it is him it turns into Macaque comforting him for the first time in a while.

I've noticed a pattern. Macaque is always to caught off guard by Wukong thinking he's not real to try and hurt him or be mean, he defaults to an attempt to comfort. but even if he touches Wukong, he still doesn't tend to realize that it's the real Macaque or that he's genuine in his care. at least he doesn't until Macaque starts getting frustrated with him. Wukong never seems to clue in until Macaque starts getting annoyed and upset. then they move on to Wukong getting emotional because this is real. and this isn't bad, I love reading these, but there is one thing I think could make this more impactful.

I would want Macaque to acknowledge that either through his direct actions (if this is post/during canon) or through Wukong's own declining mental state after Macaque's death (if the confrontation is directly after Mac's revival), or both at once, Wukong has become completely unable to even fathom that Macaque could ever want to show him genuine care, concern, or want to be kind to him. "this person who I once cherished more then life itself genuinely can't believe that I'm real because I'm trying to comfort him" feels like the kind of crushing realization that one wouldn't gloss over.

again no hate to anyone who doesn't have stuff like this, I think ya'll do great and you don't need to listen to this rando on the internet about what do with your fics. I just want to see more of Macaque realizing that Wukong is just as broken and hurting as him on a deeper level, or if the fic is during/post canon. I want him to understand that he too is capable of hurting Wukong and that he already has. if Wukong's gotten to a point where the only way Macaque is the real Macaque is if their at each others throats, a Macaque that cares about him is not capable of being anything but a fake or worse, a trick.

sorry if this is explained badly, love to all you authors out there you're all amazing keep it up, and if anyone writes this or if anyone knows of a fic that does this please tell me the name so I can find it <3 <3 <3 <3

[nogenderbee]

OMG REQS OPEN? 😱 Yea can I get akito, shizuku, and mizuki (separately ofc) with a s /o who acts like they have super high self esteem (like, says that they're the best all the time) but in reality actually hates themselves? Ty 🥰🥰🥰

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Of course!! Honestly I loved making this <3 (maybe because of my inner Ena kinnie getting out...) But anyway, here it is so I hope you enjoy~!

Shizuku, Akito, Mizuki with reader fake high esteem

TagList: @bleachtheidiot @prsk-krow @m3g-luka @qwnelisa @yulikesminori @kuzui5201314 @miya-akane @no1mizukifan

⊱ whenever you said something about you being the best or so, Shizuku's answer was always full of support! She would never bring you down, in fact, she wanted to bring you higher!

"Of course you are the best Y/N~!"

⊱ she literally never minds when you're speaking of yourself highly even if it's like 10th time in minuter or so, every time she'll tell you that you're fully right before giving you small kiss one cheek~

⊱ what she didn't know was that you're only doing this to most likely hide your low self esteem or any other reason you may have! Either way, your self esteem wasn't as high as you showed it...

⊱ but she's a bit blunt... so unfortunely she won't see any hints of you not actually feeling as confident so you'd have to tell her yourself by coming up to her or by her catching you having one of those worse days

⊱ and when you tell her, her expression quickly turns into worry, she's gonna be by your side through the whole day, she'll wrap a blanket over you and bake you cookies either with you or while you watch. She doesn't mind either!

⊱ now it'll be her who will give you compliments more often! She already does it pretty often but now it's even more! So like minimum 5 compliments a day

"I love how you did your hair Y/N~ Oh but about that cookies we made yesterday... I gave some to Shii and she also agreed that you're great baker! I wouldn't expect any less from my most amazing partner~"

⊱ at first Akito was a bit annoyed by you speaking so highly of yourself... don't get him wrong tho! He agree with that fully but it just pisses him off to hear it 4th time this week... and it's Monday!!

"Y/N... I get it! You're amazing, I agree with you. But can you stop with that a bit? Can we just talk about something else for a moment?"

⊱ yeah he may act a bit mean but he's just a bit tired of hearing it all the time... don't worry tho! He'll apologzie if it made you sad!

⊱ of course, he does not know the reason why you're speaking of yourself like that, which also goes onto that he doesn't know about your low self esteem

⊱ he's not the most observant type but he's not blind either! He can notice something's wrong but it'll take him a lot of time and few obvious clues

⊱ once he does tho, he regrets all the time when he told you you're speaking highly of yourself way too often for him

⊱ of course he doesn't want to force it on you and make you convince yourself so he'll work with you through it!

⊱ he won't spoil you with compliments but he'll most likely try to drop some small compliment every day, just a small one tho!

"Hey, nice outfit! Looks good on you so... nice choice!"

⊱ he want's to see you thinking highly of yourself again but he doesn't want it to be forced so he'll try to slowly and quietly help you with that!

⊱ Mizuki is the type to be happy that you have such a high self esteem actually!

⊱ they sometimes talk highly of themselvese as well but not as often as you! But that doesn't mean they mind, in fact they often agree with you and encourage you to talk more of yourself like this

"Yes you are! But you know what's even cuter? Us! Yes, we're the cutest couple~"

⊱ despite how happy they were from you having high self esteem, they couldn't help but feel like there's something wrong...

⊱ it doesn't take them really long time to figure out that you don't really have as high self esteem as you show... but they don't figure it out immidietly too, especially not if you're trying your best to hide it

⊱ once they discover that tho, they'll hug you at least once a day and give you a nice compliment! In fact, they're not being secret with the fact that they know about your realy thoughts about yourself

"You're so amazing Y/N, you know that? Literally the cutest and best partner I could ever think of!"

⊱ they know they need to be patient while they try to help you raise your self esteem and they will calmly go through it with you!

⊱ they'll give you lots of compliments and affection every day, hoping that it will help at least a little bit!

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[charliemwrites]

You obviously don't have to post this if you don't want to but age regressor feral:( (I am ALSO autistic and an age regressor.)

Simon is probably such a good caregiver. Carries feral around however they ask, piggyback, bridal, on his hip. They ask, it's happening. Probably has cooked with feral on his hip more than once, them babbling his ear off as he nods and hums along.

Loves feral with all his heart and wants them happy, and stops at nothing to show it. And if that means he has to buy all of the original Barbie, Monster High, Bratz, Blues Clues, etc movies/shows/dolls. It's happening.

(in the og Barbie movies, I've noticed that while they reuse names and models for the girls, most won't receive the same name other than Barbie. Simon has also noticed after watching so many and is always confused on who's who even tho feral knows.)

This man spends a whole lot of money on TV subscriptions a year just to make sure Feral has a constant supply of cartoons and shows. Will probably sometimes turn on one in the morning if he has to leave for a few hours so feral doesn't wake up to a quiet house and can just slip right into whatever headspace they need until he gets home. (Sometimes regressors find comfort in horror flicks too, and while Simon doesn't understand how, he indulges nonetheless)

Lets feral call him whatever nickname or title they find necessary (or funny), he finds it endearing and unbelievably cute. There's no way he'd ask them to stop.

Helps them do their hair in the morning. It's just too much for feral to deal with in the morning so he sits them on a comfy chair in front of a mirror and listens to them talk as he does their hair. (Has spent SOOOO much time on YouTube and Google researching hair types and styles, he's basically a professional at this point.)

Tea parties in the sun porch<3

Sits with feral on the couch going through Amazon or Etsy to pick stuff out for them for when they regress. Nothing gets set to their house, Simon has a PO box or something set up, so sometimes feral has to wait a bit longer to get things. And sometimes has to wait until their birthday, holiday, or a special occasion to get the item. It's torture to wait 😔 but then probably forgets until they receive it.

I didn't even realize how much I've been talking 🫢 just been rambling 😭😭 I hope that's okay! Also, if not taken could I please be 🐧 anon, either way thank you so much for dealing with my long rambling 🫶🫶

Hey no need to apologize! Since this is something I’m not comfortable with writing because I’m unfamiliar and don’t want to be offensive or misrepresent, I think this is a nice little compromise for anyone that would like to see this content in the au. Thank you for sharing!

And yes, welcome to the party 🐧!!!

[sunset-bobby]

a bucktommy ramble (it’s 3:30)

i’ve recently been thinking about a bucktommy break up…NOW not in i want to it to happen way

but in a how would it play out bc my brain can not comprehend someone being the bad guy

like buck wallowing tommy is okay…nope

tommy wallowing buck is okay…no that doesn’t compute either tho sometimes my brain likes this bc i love angst and buck clearly has a bigger support system than tommy does but like it comes down to who initiates it which gets complicated

like if buck breaks up with tommy it’s either tommy did something, he got scared, or feelings realizations…bc buck’s past relationships are he either gets left or he exhausted all resources before realizing it wouldn’t work out (he’s a clinger) so i can’t see him coming out of any side without the normal amount of break up angst or being absolutely crushed

tommy is weird bc i he’s mainly headcanons and context clues but from what i can tell he’s a person who puts distance when things get weird (example leaving buck at the restaurant tho he was lowkey valid) he’s a bolter…but he also shows the fuck up if he is needed/wanted and obviously i have my own hcs but i can’t see tommy breaking up with buck unless he gets in his head or buck does something and like clearly he’s not gonna come out in either of those scenarios emotionally well off

so i think that like there would be mutual angst like they’re both sad and depressed and grieving bc this relationship is important to them for different reasons anyway idk if i got my point across

TLDR: Bucktommy break up has to be either mutual or they’re both equally depressed bc my brain can’t realistically see how one of them would be less emotional than the other bc of how like impactful this relationship could be for them (this being buck’s first queer relationship, and tommy possibly looking for someone to settle down with)

also i read i really sad fic that inspired this thought bc tommy breaks up with buck and u wanna be like u dumb piece of shit like the 118 & co are except it’s in tommy’s pov so u can see like his internal headspace and ur like my poor baby

[ryuto12]

“What’s more important than here?”

Aight, RWBY Beyond just dropped two seperate episodes but here’s but my take on the bit we got about Tai.

Now I’m entirely of the opinion that the Crown is either super fucking annoying to find in Vale, hiding in a hole in Patch, or somewhere out in Menagerie and that’s why there’s so many Grimm out there.

We saw in V8 Tai was still in Patch, not in greater Vale so either

1. With Beacon being inactive and Pharos being in central Vale which is likely still a Grimm hotspot, Signal is the only combat school in all of Vale. Tai himself is a pretty powerful Huntsmen with him being STRQ and considering that Yang is one of two people to hit Salem and still be living he’s a pretty great teacher.

2. He did end up in Vale after the broadcast and is defending the Crown/trying to clear out Vale.

3. He’s on some important task no one knows about, because Ozma still likes his secrets

I do believe Tai wants to be in Vacuo, he wants to see the daughters he likely thought were dead. Keep in mind it’s also been almost three years since Tai even saw Ruby after she ran away. Last he knew Yang was looking for her, he may or may not have received Ruby’s letter, and then he gets the cutoff broadcast.

Then he likely got the news they were never coming home.

It’s impossible to believe that he’s also just unreachable, Raven has that man on GPS at all times. Something is keeping him where he is, something more important to the mission of saving the world than seeing his newly alive kids.

4. I’m also not willing to rule out that he’s the one who entered the Ever After, because this motherfucker looks too much like Jaune or could just be seen as Yang with short hair from far away. Least likely theory I’ve ever had with my one piece of evidence being that Tai literally has his Emblem tattooed on his body showing how sure of who he is. But Somewhat has no clue who Tai is so I’m just leaving all possibilities open no matter how unlikely.

5. Im also not able to leave out that Salem could’ve had Tai kidnapped. Either by herself for her own agenda of some sort or by Tyrian who is consistently ready to mess up Qrow’s life.

6. My other idea is that yeah, he’s on his way to Vacuo. After The Fall lets us know it’s a few weeks trip on foot from Beacon to Shade, and RWBY+J don’t seem to have gotten back more than maybe four-two weeks earlier. Unlikely because Raven probably went to him to be like “yo (y)our kid(s) are alive” and if he wanted to go back he would have

All in all, I’m for the idea that Tai is the dragon protecting the treasure, the treasure likely being the Crown no matter where’s it at. He wants to be with his daughters, with Qrow and trying to save the world with his family. (Tho I don’t imagine he’s keen on doing so with Raven four feet away he’ll make do) But despite wanting to be with those he loves he’s being kept away for the greater good of the world because keeping Remnant safe is much more important than his personal feelings

[deliwrites]

𝔽𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 // Dream

// DATE // 13th of October 2022 // PAIRING // Dreamwastaken x Reader // WARNING // masterbation, phone sex, pet names // WORDS // 2,8k // SUMMARY // Dream was going around face timing friends for the first time. He let me know I would be one of them. // SERIES // Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 //

// MASTERLIST // ANONLIST //

I sat in front of my set-up. I was a Minecraft YouTuber just like Dream. This is how we met in the first place. I wasn’t faceless like him tho. He was the reason I made manhunt videos as well. I, of course, gave him credit every single time. I didn’t want him to think I was taking his video and claiming it as mine. In his videos, it was men hunting him and in mine, it was females hunting me.

I don’t know how, when or where, but Dream found my channel. Just as it was taking off. Maybe he found me because I had started to become more popular. I will have to ask him sometime.

He got in contact with me over Twitter. It wasn’t anything significant. More a message like; ‘Hey, I noticed you make similar video’s as me. They’re awesome! Thanks for the credit btw’. It felt like an automated message but I still responded.

I let him know how he is an inspiration to me and that I hoped he was fine with me - basically - copying him. To my surprise, he responded. He was super cool about it. He even came up with the idea to mix the groups. So about a year ago, we posted a video on his channel; “Minecraft Manhunt Two Speedrunners VS Ten Hunters”. It got a lot of attention and we’ve basically been friends ever since. It got so much attention. We ended up making 4 more. Just so it had an ending like the rest of them. We were going 2 vs 2 with the wins. So either party had to win the last match and they would win in total.

Who would have guessed, Dream and I ended up winning the last one. Which happened 3 months ago. We only won because of me I might add. Dream ended up dying just before we killed the dragon. Three more hits after I pulled out of a fight. Pearling into the ring. I finished off the dragon. Dream and I cheered while the others screamed in disbelief.

I was expecting contact to fade when we were done with all the videos. Though, to my surprise that wasn’t the case. We still texted and even called. We talked almost every day. I really liked our friendship. But I hated to admit it.

I was falling for him. Hard. I would like for us to be more if I was honest. Sure, I had no idea what he looked like - tho I was going to find out soon - but he was such a sweetheart. I’ve definitely been flirting with him. No shame there. I think he’s been flirting back, but I’m not sure. We’ve had many flirty jokes and suggestive conversations. I have no clue how much male friends talk to each other about kinks. But I was sure I knew more about that side of him than George or Sapnap.

Turning on my camera, I wait patiently for him to call me.

Dreamy Poo 💚

A squeak escapes me as I quickly press record on the camera.

“Look, guys, he’s calling!” I tell the camera. Shamelessly showing off what Clay is called on my phone. Picking up the phone when I turn it back to me, I cover my eyes. Nervous - as fuck - about seeing him

“Hey, Y/n,” His comforting voice rings through the phone quietly.

“Wait, shit, I didn’t put you on speaker!” I groan in frustration to myself.

“Then put me on speaker,” I can hear him laugh at my idiocy.

“I don’t want to see you yet, I’m nervous!” I tell him. Hanging my head, pouting slightly. A soft chuckle comes from him.

“Alright, I’ll cover the camera,” he starts. “You put me on speaker, and let me know when I can uncover the camera. Alright?”

“Yeah, okay.”

“Alright, it’s covered,” peeking through my fingers slightly. The screen is black beside the buttons. I quickly put him on speaker. Giving my camera a look for my stupidity. Squeezing my eyes shut I shake my head softly.

“Okay, I’m ready,” I tell Clay.

“Really, you’re still keeping your eyes closed?” he asks chuckling in disbelief.

“Dream! Don’t judge me!” I whine getting another laugh from him.

“Alright, I’ll just stay here, waiting,” I hear a thunk like he put his phone down on something. Out of curiosity, I open one eye just enough to check my phone. A slight pout on his face catches my eye. An audible gasp leaves my lips. I open both eyes and just stare at him. Mouth agape. He was looking away slightly. After hearing my gasp he looks back at the screen. His pout fading into a smile.

“No,” is the first coherent word that comes out. Clay shakes his head, chuckling softly as I stare at him. Frozen in my spot.

“What’s that supposed to mean!”

“You’re fucking gorgeous!” I say before my thoughts could catch up. A blush almost instantly flushed my cheeks. His cheeks seem to tint a little pink as well at my outburst. “I mean! No! You can’t be this beautiful!” I try to recover and find confidence in what I’m saying. A bright smile takes place on Clay’s face. He is sitting more relaxed in his gaming chair. It was then that I notice he had set his phone up on his desk. Either sitting on something or leaning against something. Angling it just right where I could see from the top of his head, all the way to his jean-covered knees.

Letting out little confused noises, I lean forward in my gaming chair. Left elbow on my knee, head resting on my left hand. My right hand holding my phone. I wasn’t sure if I was still in frame of my camera but I couldn’t care less at this point.

I was just staring at him in amazement. His eyes were so gorgeous, his smile is gorgeous, god I could stare at him all day and not get bored. Though I wasn’t distracted enough to not notice him glancing down at me. I decide then to tease him with that later. First I needed a video for Twitter.

“I can’t believe you’re real,” I tell him, getting another laugh from him.

“Yep, I’m definitely real. You can ask Sapnap if you don’t believe me,” he chuckles.

“I believe you.”

“Good,” he grins.

“Who else have you called?” I decide to ask.

“You are actually the first I called today, others were a little busy at this time.”

“Woah, I wasn’t even your first pick, I’m offended!” I tell him loudly, tho there is obvious sarcasm in my voice. “Bye!” I fake hanging up. Noting that that’s where I should cut the video before posting it on Twitter.

“No!” Clay sounds a little desperate making me chuckle.

“Don’t worry, I wasn’t going to actually hang up,” I tell him in a whisper. “There is something I wanna talk to you about,” I smirk, sitting back in my chair, I hover my phone slightly above me. “I noticed your eyes wandered a bit,” I start smugly. His eyes widen and I can tell he’s about to deny it. “Don’t bother denying it,” I chuckle. “I don’t mind either way.”

“Wait, what?” he seems a little confused at my comment. “You don’t mind that I was checking you out?”

“Aha, so you admit it,” I giggle, grinning. I poke my tongue out in a teasing manner. He groans and rolls his eyes, a smile still gracing his face.

“Okay, yes, I did,” he says reluctantly, though there is a smirk playing at the corner of his lip. “You’re absolutely stunning, how could I not.”

“Why thank you, Clay,” doing something that I was possibly going to regret later. I swiftly pull at the short crop top I was wearing. Showing off the black lace bra I was wearing underneath. “You like the look of these?” I ask him. Unsure where this confidence was coming from. Looking down at his lean body I notice him shuffling in his seat. Which gave me even more confidence.

“Damn it, yes,” he breathes out like he was trying to not let this escalate. But I could tell he was already too into this.

“I can tell,” I smirk. “I can see a little bludge forming,” I lick my top lip in anticipation. Tho, to my surprise a smirk starts to form on his lips now as well.

“Does it excite you, that you have this effect on me?” my eyes widen slightly at his words. Only then becoming painfully aware of the wetness and pressure between my legs. A blush spread on my cheeks. “I take that as a ‘yes’,” his voice is deep as he chuckles.

I counter his confidence by taking off the crop top. I swear I saw the tent in his jeans twitch just slightly. Positioning my phone on my desk, similarly to how he has his phone. Standing up, I shimmy out of the short pleated skirt I was wearing. Leaving me in nothing but my matching lace lingerie and white thigh-high socks.

“God, you’re a tease,” he groans softly. His shirt is quick to disappear as well. Followed by his jeans being lowered. A relieved sigh left his lips. Having taken a little bit of the pressure off his hard dick.

“You already knew that, Clay,” I stick out my tongue at him. This wasn’t the first time I teased him. Before I would just send him a spicy pic. The smirk never left my lips. I loved that I was able to do this to him. Turning away from the phone, my ass in full view. I can feel it jiggle as I take the few steps back to my chair. Having pushed it a bit away when I set up my phone and took off the skirt. I swear I heard a ‘fuck’ leave his lips. Sitting back down my tits jiggle with the bounce. Looking at my phone. He’s starting gently stroking his member over his boxers.

“God you’re gorgeous,” he tells me, making me swoon just a little. “Will you play with your tits for me?” his voice is filled with slight authority, making his question more of a demand. Not that I would decline. I would answer to his every wish if I could. I don’t answer verbally. Instead deciding to reach behind me. Unclipping my bra. I don’t let it fall just yet. Leaving it to hang loosely on my shoulder. Both of my hands slide from my ribs to cup my breasts. Pushing them together making them seem bigger. That does the trick of making the bra slide down. Smirking I cover my boobs with one hand, throwing the bra somewhere in the room.

Looking at my phone, I see he’s decided to stop torturing himself. Having freed his dick from his constricting boxers. His right hand was slowly stroking himself up and down, thumb pressing down on the glistening tip. I lick my lips at the sight. We had done something similar to this once, though I obviously wasn’t able to see him then.

Cupping my breasts once, I pinch my nipples, soft moans leaving my lips at that. I was kinda sad that I was wearing black lace. Was it any other colour, I could have shown him just how wet this made me. The slight breeze in my room let me know just how soaked I was.

“Clay,” I start softly. Sliding my hands down, I wait for his eyes to connect with mine. “I want you to watch me.”

“I am,” he tells me a little breathless. Smirking I slide my thumbs under the hem of my panties, sliding them down my legs. Kicking them off. I pull my knees up, spreading my legs. I sink down in my chair a little. Legs hanging in the air. Putting my wet cunt on full display for him. “Look at you. Putting yourself on full display for me,” a blush graces my cheeks at the praises he was giving me. “Out here pleasing me like a good kitten,” the pet name leaving his lips has my lips flutter. “You like that, don’t you,” he smirks, voice dark. “You like being a good girl for me,” the dark tone in his voice does things to me. I’m getting drunk just of his voice.

Reaching between my legs with slim fingers. I spread my folds, slick already running down in expectancy. Fuck, I was so wet. Dipping a finger in I imagine it being his finger. Quickly adding another. Curling my fingers as I thrust them in and out. Playing with my clit with my thumb. Watching Clay pick up the pace with his hand. Matching my pace. ‘God, I wish I was with you.’

“Me too,” he smirks. Looking directly at my pussy. Glistening in the studio light. Moans and gasps left my lips as I abused my clit with frantic strokes. The thrusts becoming quicker by the second. Not even registering that I had said my thought out loud. “I can just imagine sitting on my knees in front of you. Eating you out, leaving you a moaning mess as you are now.”

“Oh, please, do that!” I moan out. Closing my eyes I picture him doing just that. The thought of his mouth of me. Sucking at my clit, tongue thrusting inside me. Adding his fingers to make it feel just that much better.

“Are you gonna cum for me, kitten?” I’m not sure if he actually said that, or if I was imagining it, but I begged for it.

“Please,” I beg like I was deprived of an orgasm for days. I, so desperately wanted to show him, how good this made me feel. How fucking hot it was for me to hold onto this confidence. Watching him jerk off to me was so hot. I loved that I had this effect on him. I loved that I was enough.

His dark chuckle rings through my ears. “Alright, baby. Cum with me and next time I’ll fill you up, alright?” I couldn’t answer him. Him just saying that had me falling off the edge. My eyes closed tightly as my orgasm ripped through me. I was breathing heavily, stroking out my orgasm. After having calmed down I open my eyes slowly. Chest still heaving up and down rapidly. Looking at my phone, Dream is in the same state as me. Cum glistened on his stomach. “Good girl, squirting for me like that,” he breathes out when he sees I have my eyes open again.

My eyes widen at his comment. “Wait! I squirted!?” I gasp, all of my energy suddenly back. Looking between my legs I suddenly became aware of a lot more wetness than I’m used to, pooling around my cheeks. Along with obvious dark spots on my white carpet. Dream chuckles softly. ‘Cute,’ he thought.

We calmed down a little more, both of us leaving our chairs for a little. I went to grab a towel and a wet cloth. I was still amazed that I squirted, I didn’t know I could do that. Cleaning up the pool on my gaming chair as well as between my shaky legs. I wiped myself down with the wet cloth. Cooling my skin before slipping into clean underwear, deciding on snuggling into a pair of sweatpants and a Dream hoodie. Taking a seat once more, a blush slowly flushed my cheeks. All the confidence I had left me slowly now that the act was over.

Scooting the chair closer to the desk, I look at Clay suddenly feeling shy. Pulling up my knees, I set my feet down on the chair, wrapping my arms around my knees. He still seemed to be confident in this whole situation. He was wearing the same clothes as before, his shirt a little more wrinkled now. He seemed to be just admiring me but I couldn’t stand the silence right now.

“So… that was something,” I end up mumbling. A gentle smile played on Clay’s lips. Seeming to catch on to my change of demeanour.

“It was,” he spoke gently. “I wasn’t expecting it. Though, I loved every second of it,” a soft smile formed on my lips from that. “I meant what I said tho,” I sent him a look of slight confusion, tilting my head sideways. “Next time, I’ll come fill you up,” his smirk is back. My blush darkens as I hide my face in my knees. A chuckle came from him.

Soon after, we end the call. After making a quick cut of the video that had also recorded our spicy episode. I posted the ‘safe for work’ part to Twitter. Deciding to send the ‘not safe for work’ part to Clay.

// MASTERLIST // ANONLIST //

// SERIES // Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 //

[luzisahomosexual]

Guess who’s about to start reading The Foxhole Court🤭

Despite everything I’ve heard of about this book (& the other 2 books in the series) I have absolutely no clue wtf it’s about. All ik is it’s really fucking sad. I heard it was queer, angsty & included murder & instantly brought it.

So I’m either gonna reblog this post a bunch with my thoughts as I read, reblog occasionally or completely forget I made this post…

Edit: was just about to sit down on the couch & I stepped in dog piss…so it’s going great so far💪

2 chapters in & I’m inlove with this book. Also if anything bad happens to Wymack (or if he turns out to be a dick somehow) I’ll actually riot.

AHHHHHHHHHHHH

HOLY FUCK WHAT THE FUCK HELLO?!? WTF IS HOING ON RN

Just finished chapter 8 I’m very unsure how I should be feeling🙏

I’ve decided I wanna read this trilogy without looking up spoilers wich basically means that I’m gonna have to read all 3 as soon as possible & just be purely addicted to reading for the best 2-3 days🫡

K im Like 1/3 into the Raven king and I’m loving ittttt oml- kinda want more murder & violence tho ngl, got a feeling that’s gonna be books 3’s strong suit tho

YOOOO SOMETHING GAY JUST HAPPENED. If this is going where I think it is they I love these books more than I already did.

Oh.

When I said I wanted more murder and violence that isn’t what I ment…

Just finished the second book and holy fucking shit what the goddamn fuck exuse me??????

ANOTHER GAY THING HAPPENED ACCEPT THIS TIME IT WAS VERY MUCH MORE GAY LETS GOOOO💪

Istg if that countdown is till his dad gets released from prison or something…

I knew these books were gonna be rlly fucking painful to read but for some reason I was convinced it would have a happy (ish) ending…just finished chapter twelve of the kings men and now I’m scared…

Finished the trilogy and omg these were 3 of the best books I’ve ever read holy shit they are masterpieces.

[bloodplague]

Hi💕💕💕Could you please make some general hc about masky please?

Thanks for makingthe other hc about toby.

I loved them!!!❤❤❤

Some hugs and kisses again :)

Masky || Timothy Wright Headcanons

This might be a little complicated since Tim canonically belongs to Marble hornets, but I'll try!

I know the mansion is not canon, but I'll make headcanons about it anyway.

There are 3 different proxy-ranks, 1. Highest-Ranked Proxy (Most effective proxies), 2. Middle-Ranked Proxies (Proxies that served the longest & are effective), and 1. Normal Proxy, basically all the others. This is all based of my AU by the way, so that's nothing canon. Tho, if Tim would have a rank, it would be the Middle-Ranked Proxy tbh.

He's either on missions or in his room, playing bass or doing other stuff. Tim doesn't really like doing anything other than that.

Tim avoids sleeping since he's scared to wake up in random places, no clue where he is.

He doesn't really get along with many proxies. I feel like he'd mainly stick around Kate, Rouge, Wilson, Liu or Jane.

He's one of the oldest proxies, around 35 years old. (This age is canon, since Tim's actor, Tim Sutton was born on December 24, 1988.

Tim and Brian do still get along. Brian (aka Hoody) forgave Tim, knowing it wasn't his fault for infecting the others with the Slendersickness, but he still has some kind of anger pent up inside him, which is why he might change his mind about Tim randomly.

Tim has the dissociative identity disorder (DID).

Tim does NOT like cheesecake. It's a joke made by the fandom to fat-shame the actor.

He enjoys listening to music while sitting next to a window, daydreaming. It gives him a kind of comfort.

He actually likes writing, sometimes even writes about what he did and how his day was to not forget anything due to his amnesia.

Tim doesn't really remember everything that happened in his past, but most of it. He blames himself tho.

He can't really control when he's Masky and when he isn't. Sure, he can put on the mask and go on missions, but whenever he needs to protect himself "Masky comes out" - if I can say it like that.

Tim records almost everything he does to capture the figures he sees on camera, as he is convinced he doesn't actually has schizophrenia and the things he sees are real. Whenever he sees something, he quickly checks his camera to see if the figures are caught on his tapes.

He uses the word "fucking" a lot when he's mad.

He's a very cold and sassy person who is most likely a loner, so earning his trust or making him like you is really hard.

Tim REALLY hates Slenderman.

Silly guy