#i jist want to live i want to be good i want to get better and i feel like peeling my skin off my body i feel like ripping out my teeth

[tabootasaur]

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[gothwineaunts]

I tried my best to replicate the post that Tumblr ate earlier.

It’s not as good but you'll get the jist I think. :’)  

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Hi again! I wanted to follow up on my post from yesterday. I’ve been mostly offline since then, and I feel much better now, especially after seeing the thoughtful responses y’all left. Where did you all even come from!? I don’t think I’ve ever posted this account anywhere, haha. But thank you so much. I’m horrendous at taking a damn compliment but I read all the replies and reblogs and I’m just incredibly humbled. You all brought up my mood a lot and highkey made me feel sane again. I’ve been so confused at why everyone in the WEBTOON comments seems to be so mad all the time, it kind of does my head in if I’m being honest.

But please don’t worry about me or Flynn. Or about Nevermore! We’d never change the story to fit what we think the commenters want us to do, for a lot of reasons. The most important of which is. If we had to do that, I think we’d rather just stop making it. What they seem to want is a story we’re not really interested in telling.

Wholesome wlw is a wildly important thing to be able to find if you’re looking for it. That really cannot be overstated. Until very recently, queer characters have been subjected by popular media to a disproportionate amount of anguish and violence. So the concept of seeing two women just, living a safe and fulfilling life together? I get why people want to see that so badly. And there’s so much beautifully written aspirational content for queer audiences out there now, and I’m pleased to death over it. But the thing is, it’s just not what we’re making.

Nevermore was always intended to be a dark gothicky romance with horror elements. Like Wuthering Heights, or Phantom of the Opera. Because those were the stories that always inspired us when we were young. Bloodsoaked stories of melodrama, intrigue, grief, and passion. Those stories would captivate me and get me asking all kinds of questions. Why can’t the Phantom be a beautiful woman? Why does Christine have the agency of a desk lamp? Why can’t sapphics have something cool like this?

So we decided to make it. Nevermore is not a wholesome romance. It doesn’t try to be. The point was never to explore sapphics having a healthy and (heavy air quotes here) “normal” relationship, like heterosexual couples get to have in real life. We already have that, together, Flynn and I. We live it, everyday.  In Nevermore, what we wanted most was to explore a sweeping sapphic romance full of danger, like heterosexual couples get to have in fiction. That’s why we love those kinds of stories so much, because of how divorced they are from the mundanity of real life. They’re fantasies.

I know that I'm preaching to the choir, aha.

But my point is: if you go to a hardware store to order a cake, you’re probably going to be disappointed. If what you crave is aspirational wlw content, there are so many bakeries you can go to that will give you exactly what you’re hoping for, and more. I especially recommend Muted by Miranda Mundt. It’s also on Webtoon, it’s completed, and it’s free to read.

And please know that I’m not saying to stop reading Nevermore, just maybe to adjust your expectations a little bit. We don’t sell cakes here, but I am pretty sure I've got a few 12ft tall skeleton lawn ornaments in the back if you're interested.

[killuagirly]

Hello! This is a request for a possible follow up on the last post! (Same anon who sent that long ask lol)

Things haven't been the best between Freminet and male darling, with their relationship being a bit rocky (in Freminet's eyes it's nothing more than just a simple couple not always seeing eye to eye thing, not like he didn't literally kill your partner and kidnapped you and trapped you in some unknown location in the depths of the sea a month ago!) Freminet made sure that you wouldn't be able to escape hurt yourself while he was away by chaining you to your bed, as well as some precautions of incasing the locks of the doors in ice as extra protection. Don't worry though, he's always able to get rid of it when he comes back!

When Freminet is with his darling it's a bit awkward to say at best, and absolutely chaotic at it's worse. When trying to feed him, Freminet usually has to spoon-feed you himself. (Especially after that last attempt where you tried to attack him with a fork!) Baths aren't any better, with him having to have a constant hold on you in order for you to even stay in the tub, and when he's trying to help wash you! He won't say anything though, because he loves his darling so much and just sees their behaviors cause as not being used to the change of environment. When it comes to going to sleep, that might just be one of the more horrifying moments with him. Not because he does anything bad per say... But because of the fact that he spoons you while you sleep, with the same hands that he used to kill your partner with... The same hands that he made chains with... The same hands that he dragged you with to your captive place... Those hands are the ones that he uses to wrap around you so gently and hold you close... Yet you know what they're capable of...

Onto a lighter subject, gifts! Each time he comes back from the surface he always has some sort of gift for you. The gifts range from flowers, to sweets in a tightly sealed container (to avoid the water from ruining them), to accessories for you to wear, etc. Each one is given with lots of love and thought put behind it, so won't you please accept it from your poor lover who loves and cares for you so much?

(sorry if this wasn't as good as the first one, I wrote this at like 4AM)

Yandere! Freminet x M!Reader

Summary: Freminet only wants to ensure your safety and well-being, there'll just be a few bumps on the road there! That's right, not like he's keeping you with him against your will or anything. [If you read the ask then you already got the jist of anything I added on]

Notes: Hi again Anon!! Sorry I took so long to respond! (> < ' ) Your writing is wonderful! This kind of Freminet is my kind of Freminet, he's not that delusional I swear....

CW: Yandere, Obsessive tendencies, Possessiveness, Kidnapping, Mentions of murder, Violence, etc. Read at your own risk!!

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Freminet

☆ Every couple has some disagreements don't they? That's how your 'lover', Freminet, seemed to view your current relationship. I mean, in his eyes, everything is absolutely perfect with your boring old partner out of the way. With the two of you living together for a month now, he's ready to overcome any obstacles in this 'relationship' of yours. Maybe once you've earned his trust, he'll even let you out of those ice chains when he's not home, although the doors will still be locked for your safety of course.

☆ The times he spends with you may be awkward, but he's trying his best to make you happy! Though, it definitely would be easier if you wouldn't attempt to attack him with kitchen utensils. Even if he does enjoy spoon-feeding you, hiding all of the knives and silverware to prevent you from hurting yourself, or rather hurting him, is not very practical.

☆ Bath time doesn't seem to be on his side either. He's only trying to help wash your body, why must you insist on fighting him just to stay in the tub? Freminet has to hold you down forcefully, just enough not to hurt you whilst scrubbing the filth of the day away with his unoccupied hand. It does hurt his feelings a bit that you won't stay still willingly, but he understands you're just adjusting to the new environment....

☆ "What's wrong, why are you crying..?" he just can't seem to get a grasp on why you get so scared at night, or why you only get worse when he pulls you closer to try and comfort you. Those hands he uses to cuddle you at night are the same ones he's used for so many awful purposes time and time again, but that doesn't stop him from bringing you close to him and warmly telling you how much he loves you.

☆ Since Freminet seems to be so awful with his words, he ends up brings you tons of gifts from the surface. He'll bring you flowers of your favorite color[s], sweets and pastries of all sorts, even just little things he passes by in shops he believes you'll like. It is a bit upsetting to see his efforts go unappreciated most of the time, considering you refuse most of his hand-picked gifts. It'll be ok though, you'll learn to love him some day....

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Masterlist

[oklotea]

HGRBTIJEJFNDUCHIDJVXJD!!!!!

Aaaand Grandmaster Glitch enters the fray!!!! HE IS THE SILLIEST GUY EVER AND HE HAD AN EMO PHASE well no, he wasn't an emo but he was definitely seen as an outsider and looked down upon.

Why? Maybe it has something to do with how the rest of his family are all well accomplished, successful and famous people and no matter what he does he can't live up to that-

Anyway HE HAS A MUSTACHE TATTOO CUZ LET'S FACE IT HE TOTALLY WOULD UNDER THAT WEIRD METAL SUIT THING. Also he wears t-shirts with ripped sleeves cuz I say so.

Fun fact! His two big puffs of hair is sort of supposed to emulate his big metal horn things.

Anyway, when he and Ubercorn were in the academy together, Ubercorn was the most popular kid in school. He has style, he's the most talented, and he has incredible dance moves, you get the jist. But most importantly, with a personality like HIS, he's extremely easy to like. Something Glitch isn't.

So while Ubercorn seems to be set for life with popularity and talent like his, no one has any hope for Glitch. Why would they? Other than his skill in robotics there's not much going for him. At least that was the impression most people had of him. But not Ubercorn. He felt bad seeing Glitch be treated like dirt by everyone, and he felt that if he didn't do anything about it he's just part of the problem.

And so Ubercorn befriended Glitch. And it wasnt easy. Glitch didn't like Ubercorn at all, he thought he was far too perfect to be a real person with depth, and that he was the most palatable figure he's ever seen, and that was enough for him to start disliking him. Then again he didn't like most people in the academy with the way they treat him.

But nonetheless, Ubercorn was determined to be friends with Glitch. No ulterior motive, he just wanted to make Glitch less lonely. he started by offering a bit of an extra hand for Glitch's robotics projects, then they started hanging out at lunch, and then they started hanging out and talking with each other even if there was no real reason to. Aaaaaaand if I said Ubercorn after finding out so much about the weird kid people tell him not to get close with, and. Getting close to him, he starts having feelings for him, would you believe me.

Then again this is just my interpretation of them!!! Eventually their entire friendship goes down the drain because of Ubercorn but I'm not gonna elaborate that right now, maybe I will if someone asks me to

Have a good day y'all!!

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[drmajalis]

Right, so, this post here gave me some important things to think about regarding Karlach:

Basically the jist is that giving the only options for Karlach's ending be Death, Avernus, or Ithilid kind of sends an unintentional message that there is no happy ending for disabled people (and by all counts she is disabled, she has a heart condition that is slowly killing her and causes unwanted physical effects), and afaik she's really the only disabled rep in the party, and aside from Shadowheart (maybe) the only rep actively dealing with trauma.

And I can't deny that's kinda messed up to do to your most prominent disabled rep, especially in the context of governments like Canada openly using right to die programs to cull the disabled population, it's really not a good look in hindsight, I'm saying.

Doesn't mean they have to shoehorn in a stereotypical good & happy ending but like, with everything in the game there isn't even an option in her ending to try and work things out and find a solution that would let her live in her own body where she wants to be?

Awhile ago I saw people arguing against adding a happy ending for Karlach saying it would basically "cheapen her tragedy" and make her "less compelling" and I can't deny that her being a tragedy is what makes her so gripping, but, no at this point I can't get on board with that argument, not with all of the unfortunate implications this brings.

Karlach deserved better, disabled gamers deserved better.

[milkdreamspecialmix]

first up on not filtering myself i want to talk about how much i adore how the nations have gone from relative anonymity in the public eye to canonically being used as primary sources by historians and caught by paparazzi press conferences asking about their opinions of each other (which is insane and i love it). i remember a particular segment in which a couple, presumably from the early 20th century iirc, talks about france in particular and the loneliness of immortality, with the couple eventually coming to the conclusion that a mortal life with one another is far better than a long life lived alone (or so they think, the human perception of nationhood is probably very warped because it’s mostly incomprehensible). the only reason they knew of him was because that dude’s ancestors had known about a man that didn’t age, but it wasn’t a “big deal” or a headliner or whatever. it just came and went, life goes on. or maybe nationhood used to be such a bizarre old wives tale that some thought it was horseshit. unless you were high ranking military you may not have ever met one and known it anyway.

it must be really weird to have gone from being akin to a cryptid, hiding in plain sight and constantly renewing official documents and such just so they can go to the liquor store or whatever to being celebrities, sometimes even chased by groups of people for photos and opinions. this is why i really like the relatively new in-canon nation memes on here, they’re so real lol. i think there might be a great deal of corruption in the way people perceive them too which i won’t discuss past scraping the surface.

i just think it’s hilarious to think of modern day alt right nimrods using nations to satisfy their weird insecurities and patriotism, as if they are representational of every weird ass traditional belief about masculinity or race or sexuality you can think of but in reality their fav is a total homo and a humanitarian and the exact opposite embodiment of their own morals in nearly every way. i know nations are technically representational of all citizens good and bad, but that’s too much for me to conceive of right now. we know alfred was about as torn between the last presidential election as americans were perceived to be (any incidents of the hot topic of voter fraud aside), so i’m certainly not trying to paint them all as perfect “blorbos” who can do no wrong and are only representational of my own beliefs or whatever. it goes without saying that the vast majority of them could be considered some type of war criminal. but i also think that’s why their modern day existence is really interesting.

without going too into it, and despite the many shortcomings humans face, most can agree that the world has seen many improvements in recent years, and i think that also represents a shift in the way nations think too. we don’t know exactly how much people influence nations versus how nations influence their people, but i believe it was france who also referred to nations as the vessel and citizens as the passengers. they are a nation bound by their people but they’re also a human with a great deal of free will. i’ll stop here though, i know it can get touchy when we fly a bit too close to the parallels of real human experiences and a bunch of fictional immortal idiots. steering clear of any modern world issue that is anything but amusing and light under the context of this series is wise for obvious reasons

back on the subject of the in-universe nation memes, i’ve thought of making art from the perspective of some weirdo that takes really shitty photos of nations in the wild for social media or whatever (nations, they’re just like us kind of shit). i think it’s neat to think of nations having to avoid the public after being able to hide within it for so long

most folks seem to just shrug at their existence, so maybe their now well known status wouldn’t get in the way of most cultural practices. i get the jist that most people seem to think of them as an anomaly and not necessarily related to spirituality in any way, but i could also see a small subset of pagan folks maybe deifying certain nations too (kemetic, nordic, hellenic, etc.). or maybe it’s a checkmate atheists kind of moment for mortals using nations as proof (or not proof) of god(s) or whatever else. they are practically gods themselves, but i have doubts that most of their superhuman abilities are documented or are anything but rumor and speculation (ie “i hear they can teleport!” and i have an entire ass opinion on that ability in particular) so do most chums think they’re just immortal but with no frills attached? like sure they can come back from the dead but they’re lame and tame tax-paying members of society, or “glorified secretaries” as i once heard someone say. you think government interns froth at the teeth at a chance to work with one just for the anti-aging benefits alone, even at the risk of going a little insane with enough exposure?

i feel like people must constantly pester them about conspiracy theories too. alfred is on hot ones or eric andre getting asked if aliens exist and wtf does he say? he can do whatever the fuck he wants so he’s probably like yeah dude they’re chill lmao and the internet loses their minds. some old crusty nation like england or china gets trapped on a set with philomena cunk for funsies only to be asked about the most inane thing imaginable (several people have made this joke and i really like to think it would happen irl. she got first dibs on those interviews fr)

i think this is also a pretty widely accepted idea but i like to think this all has opened a lot of doors for uh, “nation rights”. like i’ll bet modern day OT and labor laws keep some governments from blurring the lines of overworking someone who isn’t technically or completely human. they’ve probably all got many years of PTO accumulated by now. more world peace relative to the past allows many nations to freely live with those who they want and when they want instead of being forced to live with another due to politics (which may be less common in the modern age, i wonder). sweden adopting ladonia and sealand is another example of a more normal nation life one could hope to live. this shit keeps me up at night but you literally cannot convince anyone that you’re not insane if you tell them this is why you love this series

[redroseincorporated]

sectonia taught me something

tw sad i guess lmao

why, whenever i make a tumblr post, is it long as fuck. do i just take that long to cook?

"hol on guys i still got 3 hours left in the Crock-Pot™ "

my mom has one of these!

anyway heres the post:

so, ive gotten back into my kirby phase right 02's theme dragged me back into the hells

(this is slowly turning into a kirby blog. my top post is the rant on zero one)

anyway

kirby's been a big interest of mine ever since i played triple deluxe on my 3ds xl in like 2018 idefk

its kinda apart of my personality tbh. i really like lovecraftian horrors now and ive tried to mimick some of the kirby style in my own stories (best example being my bugs having eyes more similar to halcandra dees than the bug fables or hollow knight)

when i was a kid, i didnt really think much about the story of games i played.

i just went 'ohohoho. oheeeheehee. i kil yu.'

but, once i got my hands on lore youtube, oH MY GOD.

to summarize it, kirby triple deluxe is basically

there is a beanstalk

it takes you to floating islands!

grow the beanstalk to save the fairies who live on the islands from the evil queen!

the evil queen has an evil henchman (OF WHOM I THOUGHT WAS A GIRL. TARANZA. NAME ENDS IN AN A. THATS A FEMININE NAMING SCHEME. ALSO BRUV YOUR HAIR CONFUSED 8 YEAR OLD ME WHO DIDNT KNOW WHAT BISEXUALS WERE) who is doing her evils as well!

fight the evil henchman spider and fight the queen herself!

she fuses with a flower and you take her down with a giant ass laser! (american kirby. now in theatres near you)

that's the plot.

but the lore is kinda dark. duh, this is kirby.

if you've seen my call-out post, you know the basic jist of the lore. if you havent seen it, i'll explain

taranza got his wife, sectonia, a mirror for a gift! since she loved admiring her appearance

that mirror was the amazing mirror, a portal to the mirror dimension!

now i dont know how the fuck this happened but it fucked her up! and turned! her! in! to! a! bee!

she wanted to be as beautiful as human(spider?)ly possible so she turned into a bee ig

taranza assured her she was beautiful, but respected her changes

sectonia grew mad, trying to become as beautiful as possible, and fused with the dreamstalk/flower i mentioned above

and dies

now thats dark!

but here's where it gets interesting

i was in the shower like

sectonia was chill and okay with herself

someone provided her with a way to notice how cool she was

sectonia realized she wanted to be better because wow! someone said i was cool! i want that again!

sectonia then tried everything in her power to become beautiful, to gain that compliment!

and people told her, 'yeah sectonia! you are beautiful! you are drop dead gorgeous!'

sectonia did not believe them!

so she strove to be better!

and eventually the compliments probably didnt mean anything to her! they probably went out one ear and out the other!

and so these compliments didnt have the same effect as they previously did! but sectonia wanted the good compliments! she still wanted to be beautiful!

but the compliments didnt work

and so in a sisyphus like situation, she drove herself mad, dying for what she craved and yet couldnt recieve

and shower me was like

damn!

i kinda realized

i was chill and okay with myself

someone provided me with a way to notice how cool i was

i realized i wanted to be better because wow! someone said i was cool! i want that again!

i then tried everything in my power to become accomplished, to gain that compliment!

and people told me, 'yeah choco! you are accomplished! you can do anything!'

i did not believe them! for some reason! (idk why to this fucking day)

so i strove to be better!

and eventually the compliments didnt mean anything to me! they went out one ear and out the other!

and so these compliments didnt have the same effect as they previously did! but i wanted the good compliments! i still wanted to be accomplished! and recognized! and loved!

but the compliments didnt work

and so in a sisyphus like situation, i drove myself mad.

and im like

damn!

am i going to die waiting for my shower water to heat up? (because its STUCK ON ROOM TEMPERATURE. i needa ask my dad to fix it)

and i going to die waiting for Her war to end?

am i going to die waiting for someone to tell me they love me, and die waiting for me to realize they mean it?

am i going to keep working and working just to gain nothing? am i going to keep people pleasing in hopes someone advocates for me and die trying?

i find myself making my largest mental health break-throughs not from others words, but on my own.

and so an hour ago i stood in the shower realizing im killing myself in what im doing

working for what others see of me and not myself

do i want to go out that way?

🥔

[ispreadrabieslikewildfire]

Please tell me about Harper and Feena!

OMEHAGUROHMEGAUR OKOKOKOKOKOKOK SOSOSOOSOSOSO (thamk yo uso much TEHE) alao im sorry if this makes NO SENSE im spilling my head into paragraphs and not proofreading rhis is gonna end HORRIBLY but i hope you enjoy😭!

Anwyay so harper and feena started when @thatbiblicallyaccuraterat asked me to draw a silly guy eating monster much and he turned into harper (ill link some pictures to show) and he felt lonely so i made him a friend called feena and theyve been a thibg since then HOLY SHIT I THINK ITS BEEN 2 YEARS?????

Harper and feena r supposed to be my silly ocs that are my go toos when i start daydreaming and drawing! Their not supoosed to have too much trauma and stuff (IM CONTAINING MYSELF) so i camt head empty and harper its also so when i draw them they make me happy they are my happyness. So becazue i cant give them trauma i make altermate realitoes where i CAN give them trauma!!

Im gonna make sections so i caj explain everthing so it can atleast try to make sense

1. THEIR RELATIONSHIP :3

Ok so when i started I made them friends ofc!! And i thought they where cool as hell so i started thinking about their relationship and i was thinking how wierd it would feel if they where a couple so their thing is that their completely platonic and are jist realy close friends that are realy comfortable with each other, i wouldnt say like 'siblings' but more like that one cousin that your realy close with. I like to think of them as denji and power from chainsaw man (however i see denji and power as more of siblings) but no matter how close they get with eachither they dont feel anything romantic :3 i have a thing that when they where 14/15 they where like fuck it lets kiss and they hated it!!!!! they wanted to die!!!!!

I also have different ages for them i draw them as for whatever mood im in! So i have toddler harper and feena (theyve met in primary school) and then children harper and feena (10-12) and then theres also teen (14-16) and preadult idk forgot what its called (17-19) and adult! (20-22) by 20-22 they have an appartment with 2 other roomates nadia and caspian i dont realy have a story for them yet however they do have designs. So basically they jsut spend their entire lives together as besties and this is their main world where their happy and have no trauma and are just silly!!

2. Sexualities n stuff

Well im nor good at this stuff since i realy have no kmowledge but i kinda just peojected me and @thatbiblicallyaccuraterat onto them...

Harper:

Bisexual, he/they. Dyslexic and/or is on the autism spectrum idk i dont think much about this

Feena:

Aro/ace or Asexual i havent decided, goes by anything. I honestly dont even know she is any and all illnesses

3. Childhood and all

So i dont wanna give them a traumatic childhood since their my silly chracters!!

HOWEVER, they do have some sort of backstories.

Feena:

Some sort of religious trauma, her family where 100% praise our lord and saviour jesus christ and she didnt feel part. Knew what she was when she was a teen and after harper came out and was more comfortable. Didnt tell her parents until she moved out, (they very obviously didnt take it well) however is still in touch with them!! Their just kinda realy uncomforable whenever the subject changes to jesus or gay stuff idk.

Harper:

Twas a bit (a lot) stupider than most people his age (austismmmmm) his parents payed more attention to their sisters so that they could have a better education instead of wasting their time on a child thatll never learn and refuses to listen (wasnt diagnosed till he was an adult so they thought he was being annoying purposefully). Tbh just whats a hug LMAO. He came out to his parents, they told him it was just a phase and theylll get out of it eventually.

So ya!

4. The cats need their own section

So ive always eanted these 2 cats, one called jester one called mariposa. So if i cant have them whats better than having my oc that represents me having them?

This is jester! (SHES PREFECT THIS IS HOW I ENVISION HER)

This is mariposa :3

5. Universes

Like i said since i dont want harper and feena to have too much trauma i create new universes for them! Other than my main ailly one theres another 3 i favour out of all the ones i make

1. I made a dystopian after apocolypse one (MY PERSONAL FAVOURITE ITS SO FUN TO MAKE!!) where the aftermath is that the world (well at leats where their living) is split into two, the privlidged and less priveledged (I NEED NAMES FOR THESE I DONT HAVE ANY) anywwy what i think i can best decribe this as is like the hunger games, where theres the 'capitol' and the 'districts' but instead of there being districts its all just survival of the fittest L lmao so yah. So after the apocolypse harper and feena are split up. Feena ends up with the privileged and harper ends up with the less. Harper finds a place he can call 'home' (FOUNDFAMILYFOUNDFMILYFOUNDFAMILY) and feena ends up on the other side where she gets her memories wiped and she then hets brainwashed to belive she was sent down as a gift from god during hard times and everyone is supposed to worship her (tehe i wont bother yiu with any more of this story)

2. Silly little 80s teen ghost busting show like scooby doo with harper feena nadia and caspian

3. detective harper and feena (havent built a lot)

6. I FORGOT TO ADD DYNAMIC

So basically feena can be smart when she wants to but chooses to fuck around with harper, quite a bitch if you guys just met. Pretty resereved when shes around people she doesnt know amd her social skills arent great. If you give her a chance she can be quite nice and passionate. Can ramble for hours on ends

Harper, guys hes trying his best. Loud, can ramble for hours on end too.

And thats all i can think of...sorry for ramblong so much i jist realy love them. i dont expect anyonw to actually read this... Once again this is just me projecting me and @thatbiblicallyaccuraterat onto harper anf feena!

Thank you @rainbowghostcat sososoososo much i love youuahahhah <333

Ill attach drawing of them in the mprning!

[kidflashimpulse]

You’ve kind of already answered this in AAIT but I’m high off of no sleep and figured it couldn’t hurt to ask anyways <33

Do you think Bart would every tell Ed, Jay, or Jaime (or anyone else) about anything regarding his past? Alternatively, do you think any of his loved ones would infer certain thoughts based on his actions, scars, etc? Super curious as to what you think (dissecting all Bart thoughts on your brain fr)

this is one of those things that varies depending on what type of plots or seasons of YJ i’m thinking about. All in all, i do think Jaime could know the most primarily because of his (or rather Blue Beetles) involvement in Barts time. I just feel like generally, it would start because he’d just want to know exactly what type of atrocities blue beetle is capable of and also out of some type of (albeit unecessary but he’s a little sensitive like that) self sacrificial/hating form of repenting, but of course with the passage of time when he becomes genuine good friends with bart he also just wants to know out of concern for his friend. And because he probably already knows the most to begin with, and is possibly bart’s first closest friend, it just makes it easier for bart to divulge the extra details if he’s either in the right mood or prompted in some way. Because Jaime already has a grasp on the major things, it would be very easy for Bart to just build on what he already knows. Theres a lot of potential for complexities to be considered in this, like mixed feelings of jaimes guilt / bart possibly having some innate sense of hate at the very early stages of talking about it and having no problem making jaime feel bad / bart starting to completely genuinely like jaime (if he didn’t from the get go) and then feeling guilty about his friend needing to share the burden. Just a lot to consider in what it means for Bart to share about his past with him. In terms of to what extent and how much bart shares with him, well that can be up to debate, but i do feel like Jaime can possibly have the best idea of it among bart’s family/friends circle.

With Ed I feel like it would be very unnatural for him to know as many details as Jaime for the first few years, i just don’t see bart divulging such details without making Ed into a “therapist friend” type of character, which i don’t see him being, because it’s not a nice type of friendship to have, and i don’t see Bart jumping into that type of friendship either. Doesn’t mean Ed isn’t incredibly sympathetic nor a good friend to talk to about these things, nor that he doesn’t use his background to prompt these types of talks. It just means that throughout the course of their friendship, whilst he probably has gotten more details than most people, you know as a result of actually getting to know someone especially if ur interested in them, doesn’t mean that Bart is prompted to share as much about the gory details of major things of his past. I imagine that throughout the possible collection of tender moments they might have shared between eachother, he has probably gotten the jist in a summary type of sense. Maybe as they start dating, he’s more motivated to be a bit more upfront on things out of curiosity and attributing certain traits that can be explained by understanding someone better, and bart would also feel more comfortable to just naturally talk about things too.

in terms of family, I feel like because Jay and Joan spent the most time with him due to living together, they might have inferred quite a bit of things, but not early enough that would be expected of them being u know, his guardians. I kind of go into this in the next chapter of AAIT (which takes on a very different pace/setting compared to the previous chapters)

Barry is kind of hopeless, if he knows anything it’s either through others or by some stroke of luck lmfao

Iris probably infers quite a bit herself and probably has some good talks with Bart

Generally i don’t think it’s something Bart is intentionally hiding for the sake of keeping it a secret, he just doesn’t have any crazy incentive to divulge these things in the first place. i think the most natural thing is for him to just drop things here and there and if anyones paying attention or can put the 2 and 2 together, they can infer quite a few things about him. Because like i said he’s not explicitly hiding it, he’s just kind of counter intuitively low-key like that . something that also helps him with this alot is the fact that he’s a time traveler in the first place. alot of things can be handwaved away by ppl with the fact that has “not from here” rather than because “he’s from that specific timeline” of that makes any sense.

sorry for the essay lol, i don’t have the clearest of answers to this because it’s something that can develop with certain plots, but these r my overall thoughts i guess :)

thanks for the question <33 and thank u for reading AAIT <333

[preromantics]

wip clearing 2: peter/tony post-nwh stripper!peter

continuing my 'this one isn't going to get written' clearing!

context: this really couldn't be done justice at less than like 20k words the way i had it outlined and i didn't have the attention span for that

under the cut: a mismash 1.4k of plot dump and a few more fleshed out bits. not really fic-like but dumping here anyway for the jist!

Peter needs easy cash and all the under the table jobs he’s been getting aren’t cutting it (pizza delivery, irregular odd jobs like helping people move) and he stumbles into being a stripper at a slighty-above-seedy club – the kind that pays him under the table because he just  keeps what he gets during dances but the kind that also has a pretty good bouncer out front, so the clientele isn’t the worst. 

Turns out everything the bite enhanced wasn’t just good for being a friendly neighborhood superhero: it makes him a pretty amazing stripper. He picks up the pole work like he did swinging from buildings; a little practice, a few face plants and awkward moments, and then it’s as easy as anything else. 

Just like in this new version of his life where no one knows him, he’s anonymous at the club. Just like Spider-Man, he also tends to attract a crowd.

(“Do a flip!” someone shouts one night, with Peter at the top of the pole, arched back and hanging on by one hand, every muscle taught and the lines of his body on display. And Peter smiles, beatific, and flips backwards off the pole, two rotations in the air before he’s landing at the edge of the stage. It’s a record night, his tight lamé briefs stuffed with cash sticking to his sweat-slick hips and the curve of his ass.)

It becomes easy. Patrolling in the early evening and sometimes after his shifts, glitter and smoke under his suit but the adrenaline of a good night keeping him awake and alert. The water-stained drop ceiling above Peter’s closet in his shitty apartment ends up stuffed with cash in ziploc bags.

It’s still easy, even, when the news breaks that Mr. Stark is back. The details aren’t public knowledge, and Peter longs to know how it happens, but what matters is something is now right in the world again – even if no one knows Peter, still, he feels lighter after hearing the news. 

He doesn’t seek out Mr. Stark, assuming he also has no recollection of Peter Parker, and if Peter keeps an eye out for a glint of red and gold while he’s patrolling, it’s just to see if Mr. Stark at least remembers Spider-Man. (He never sees the suit, so it doesn’t matter. In fact, even with Mr. Stark back, there are no reports on Iron Man at all anymore.)

Peter has settled into his new normal, over a year into his stripper gig, and now on stage at a much nicer, fancier club (that still agreed to keep him off payroll if he gave a bigger cut to the house). It’s a few months since Tony Stark rejoined the living, Peter’s passed his GED but hasn’t sent in any applications, the cash he’s been saving up growing each week and starting to weigh on him.

It’s early in the night, and no one notices when Peter slips into the dressing room ten minutes late to his shift. This club is less likely to hand waive lateness, Peter knows – a condition of his under the table employment here was showing up when scheduled and a bigger cut of tips to the house than the other dancers. 

The clientele, location, the drinks – basically everything is better than the first place Peter started stripping at last year, though, so the extra percentage at the end of the night and ability to hand waive the background check that would flag Peter as a ghost make it worth it. He’s really trying to not be late, to cut his pre-shift patrols off earlier so he doesn’t jeopardize his quote-un-quote employment. 

Some nights, though, the city just seems to want to hold on to Spider-Man from block to block.

Peter has his face close to the mirror, working with some green and yellow color correctors the way one of the girls at the old club taught him to hide the bruise blossoming on his lower jaw. By the end of the night it will be barely visible, anyway, between his healing factor and the way the club gets darker and the clientele gets tipsier, looking at Peter with glassy eyes. 

He’s almost done buffing everything out with concealer over the top and already reaching for a pot of subtle glitter from his backpack when one of the new girls (Amber, maybe? Peter keeps meaning to get better at the social part of this new place) bursts into the room with a high-pitched squeal.

“Tony Stark is here!” she says, her eyes wide. Peter meets them through the mirror, hands stilling. “Like, actually him. I saw him putting a black lacy mask on at the door.”

Peter’s first thought is that he should leave. He should definitely leave, fake a stomach bug or something. There are six of them in the small dressing room, all in various states of getting ready for the night ahead, but every person stops what they’re doing, and the room becomes so loud all at once that Peter stays frozen, now staring down his own reflection. 

It’s been three months since the PR whirlstorm that surrounded Mr. Stark’s resurrection. 

He’s with Rhody. Peter waivers on if he’ll cut out or stay. He ends up staying. It’s masquerade night. They hand out fancy masks at the door and the dancers have masks, so it feels a little more comfortable than it should, hiding behind a mask. He doesn’t think Tony knows who he is, anyway, since no one remembers Peter Parker – why would Mr. Stark be any different. He ends up doing a back room with a nice co-worker named Amber. It’s all above board at this club (for the most part) and the back rooms have their own pole, good lighting, and luxurious leather couches. “They requested a guy and a girl, and you’re our best guy, c’mon, Pete,” Amber says, with wide eyes that absolutely work. Peter suddenly understands why Amber gets the most private rooms. Peter loses himself to the backroom, to the touches, the music, seeing the crinkled eyes of his mentor up close again for the first time in years. 

Are you going to tell me why you’re working in a strip club yet, Peter Parker? Tony whispers at the end of the dance.

Peter bolts.

When he thinks about it, he’s not even sure anything about his life will change, at this point, if one person (Tonytonytony his brain says) remembers who he is – and after a (scheduled) day off it’s time for another shift. He’s wavering on showing up for his next shift, or risk losing his job (that he likes, thank you) but ultimately shows up.

Tony is there waiting – had he come the day before, too? Asked about Peter? Sat around just watching, waiting? Had he asked someone else for a dance? – and Peter bravely faces him.

They end up in a room, again, this time with the awareness that they know each other. 

“I honestly have no idea where to start, Mr. Stark.”

Tony raises an eyebrow at him. “I did pay for a private dance, so you could start with that as the warm up to the big reveal,” he says, and Peter feels his mouth part in shock. 

The timing is perfect: the queued up song starts before Peter can say anything, a bass-heavy track with no lyrics, and Peter does an instinctive spin on the pole while trying to sort out the mess in his head. 

“I was kidding,” Tony says, with a small amount of panic in his eyes. 

Peter stops his next spin, staggering against the pole. Right. That would make so much more sense. “Oh,” he says, dumbly. 

(They talk on the couch. Peter ends up spilling everything about what has happened. Tony grips him tight, petting the back of his hair in what Peter assumes is only meant to be comforting, but in a way that makes Peter too aware of the fact he’s wearing a thong and covered in glitter that’s now coating Tony’s immaculately tailored suit, too aware of how comforting this is anyway, how warm Tony is. He’s crying, and his hair is a little wet, so he thinks Tony might be, too.)

After a lot of miscommunication, the reestablishment of Peter Parker's identity, sans the public unmasking, and a professional amount of distance…

Peter kind of misses stripping. Not the money (which was good, but his reinstated trust fund from Tony's non-applicable will is better), but the physicality of it. The intimacy within the anonimity. The way it made his pulse beat harder and his body feel powerful in new ways.

Tony has a stripper pole on the private jet – the only aircraft from his old possessions that wasn't sold off. He and Peter are taking it somewhere and the pole is the elephant in the room.

So... Peter puts on a show. :)

[jennrypan]

mIraculous ladybug is the show where the writer doesn't know how to write teenager as teenager and what would you change on mlb if you have the power to do that

Ohhh boy. Welp- this will be LONG.

1: Id make it in 2D, cuz one..the expressions and behaviors do NOT translate well with this animation and also..I think itd be cooler.

2: Give Marinette new outfits!!! Shes an inspiring fashion designer cmon!! Have her make stuff for herself and friends (and get an actual person that knows about fashion to give pointers)

3: Let Marinette actually..do hobbies with her friends that isnt about Adrien or Ladybug like..show her have a life outside of just that?? Show the audience who she is so we can love her more (and itll add more angst to how much she has to set back for Ladybug)

4: Adrien shares that actual plot and we see more of his home life and how it differed from Marinettes (Like Marinettes life is full of life and colors and Adriens is dull with little to no emotions allowed)

5: Marinette would maybe still give Chloe the shit advice for her mom thinking shes helping but instead of it being seen as a good thing it shows that Marinette cant fix everything especially things like this cus she doesnt get it (and itll make her look at people and her life in a diff light cuz she realizes..she has loving parents and most people dont, which leads to her looking at Gabriel with a side eye even more and regretting what she told Chloe)

6: Use Lila more and hint at how collective she is, make her use better lies and show her actually doing stuff shes lied about and hanging out with the class so it actually makes sense why they truly dont see her as evil (i also..wouldnt make her some evil mastermind , shes just petty and annoying, desperately wanting to be cool and loved by her peers) whether she gets redeemed or not depends

7: Show Adrien and Nino hanging out!! Let him have friends outside of Marinette and Ladybug!!

8: Marinette wouldnt give literally everyone in her class a miraculous..its so lame. Instead like Master Fu..she gives it to people she sees doing good things but not before discussing it with Chat Noir (Alya, Nino and Chloe will still get it and eventually Chloe would suggest Sabrina with Adrien or Marinette suggesting Kagami etc)

9: Give Luka more..personality than musical simp. AND EYELASHES OR EYELINER CUZ FUCK HE LOOKS LIKE THIS 👁👄👁!!!

10: Dont reveal who Hawkmoth is until the middle of season three, like in season 1 its a complete mystery and his motives are unknown, show Gabriel actually doing his job (he goes out and wears actual nice clothes instead of just..white and red..) So no one even suspects hes the villain, hes just doing his job..he just looks too busy for Adrien

Basically..fix the animation, fix how the emotions are handled..give the characters more depths and interaction so we can care a lot more about their motivations ?

I just wanna see these guys do..actual hobbies instead of just going to school..playing video games and thats it?? None of the other kids seem to have..lives outside of each other

Also..give the girls better outfits :/ its all kinda lame ngl. So thats just the jist, I dont want this to be too long cuz I got a LOT id change for this show ngl

[eradicatetehnormal]

It's Over For Now

The questions! Lilith made a deal to stay in heaven? BITCH. What do you want Alastor? To be free, I guess. They formed parts of the hotel around angelic metal and that's how the building falling hurt that angel. Sir Pentious went to heaven? So is hell essentially more like a purgatory as opposed to a final destination? You would think that human souls would have more incentive to fight off the angels than the citizens of cannibal town. Aren't they natives of hell?

That's the main issue with the show. Partially because they didn't have the time, and partially because they were moving too fast, there's not a lot of good world-building or lore. The lore that does exist is in the comics or the live streams and it's like, I shouldn't have to do homework to watch something that isn't a sequel. (Though, I'm hypocritical as a KH and Descendants fan. Maybe I should just watch and play better shit, idk).

I generally liked the series though. I just wished it had more time. Like everyone else has already said, the standout is the songs. Man, these songs slapp. I even like the ones hated by song writers like the songs in episode 2 and 6. Although the one in episode 7 where she goes to Cannibal Town? I didn't like that one at all. It was not a vibe.

Even with its lack of world and character building, there are still characters that manage to stand out. Namely, Angel, Alastor, and Lucifer, though Charlie is also great.

I remember Korey Coleman from Double Toasted saying that this Lucifer was his favorite iteration of the character. I see why. A lot of iterations portray him as pure evil and if they go for good, he's straight up a good guy. I guess Persona 5 is the best example of what I can come up with right now. Here, he's still a good guy, but he's torn down by his loneliness and feels like a failure. A decent reimagining of the cocky, manipulative, self-righteous, biblical character.

The reason Angel is so good is pretty simple. The show actually took the time to humanize him and get us to understand him. When you think back to episode 4, it's almost disappointing that Sir Pentious got to heaven before he did. That's all I'll say about episode 4. I feel like if you're anywhere that isn't Twitter, you've seen more people, survivors and others alike, defend the episode as opposed to despise it.

Alastor is by far my favorite character even if he didn't do much. Most people agree that they're happy that he's the one thing the show has managed to shroud in mystery. Who's leash is he on? How is Charlie going to help him? What favor did he ask of Charlie? Why was he so into the idea of rebelling against heaven? What made him think he could take on Adam? Was the whole Charlie's Dad thing a jist? If so, why was he irritated at Lucifer showing he was close with his daughter? Why was there an emphasis on Charlie being under his guidance in the episode 7 song? IT'S GOTTA BE LILITH'S LEASH HE'S ON.

Technically, this show isn't more than a 6 out of 10 and that might be generous, but, so much has changed for me and everyone, really since the pilot last dropped 4 years ago. Combined with the years of fan songs, animatics, VA Q&As (Man, rip the old vas dude, that's some bullshit), fan art, HELLUVA BOSS (HOW IS THE ENDING GOING TO EFFECT HELLUVA BOSS?), the property is almost nostalgic for me. I was going to see this thing through to the end no matter what. It could've been a lot worse, and I'm fairly satisfied with what I have.

[needycorio]

Dilf

Pairing: Toji x reader

Summary: How could you ever tell your best friend that you were fucking his dad?

Warnings: Smut smut smut! Age gap and size difference.

You were a 21 year old woman who was pretty successful. In the sense that you had a savings built up, you had stayed at the same job for a while, you had your own nice apartment and your own nice car. You always worked hard to be stable in life. You’ve never had anything handed over to you on a silver plate like a lot of people you knew.

You and your best friend Megumi still hung out very often. You two were really the only ones who still stayed in touch a lot. Sometimes you’d hear from Itadori or Nobara to chill or just catch up. They were both busy with work and other things so it wasn’t like you guys just grew apart because you still loved your best friends very much.

Megumi had texted you to see if you’d like to come over to his house to chill but you were a little hesitant.. It wasn’t because of Megumi but his dad, Toji. You were used to being around him because you were best friends with his son but as you got older, you developed a liking for Toji. You knew he wasn’t there for his son for a lot of his life but when you heard that you had to meet his dad for the first time because he was doing better and wanted to be in his life, you were scared.

Megumi accepted his father in and as long as he was comfortable with it then you had no objections. You were always cautious because you didn’t know Toji like that. You thought he would try to do something to your best friend because why would he just wanna come back? Nonetheless you still gave him the benefit of the doubt and everything was fine and still was.

You knew your best friend was safe. His dad managed to live in a really nice big house, you were always amazed at how clean and organized it was all the time. It was very minimalistic and had a nice color scheme. He always cooked breakfast, lunch and dinner for Megumi and it was good food at that. He was just perfect husband material from what you could see. What you couldn’t see was what worried you way more.

You texted Megumi back saying you’d love to hang out with him and asking when to come over. Luckily his house was just down the street so you could walk. You never realized how lucky it was for your best friend to live so close that you could literally just walk there and show up whenever. You never did just barge in because you didn’t know how Toji would act. You would just go home and wait for Megumi to text you that he was home and ready to chill. It was the nice thing to do right?

Megumi- “Come over right now. Dad is making food and I bet your fat ass is hungry lol”

You immediately started walking over to his house and once you got there you rang the doorbell. To your surprise Toji answered the door. His tall figure towering over you. You gasped when you realized he was shirtless with an apron over his chest so you couldn’t see everything but you got the jist. He was still in tight jeans but all you could focus on was how big and muscular his arms were. Your mouth watered at the sight of this tall muscular man.

“Hey there. Come on in darling:”

Your pussy leaked at his words. His voice was always so deep and raspy, his voice was so hot. You walked in and proceeded to walk upstairs to Megumi’s room.

“Hey umi.”

“Hi, what you want to do?”

“I wanna watch you play something”

“always”

You loved this, hanging out with your best friend. You loved watching him play video games and he was so good at it too. You layed on his bed as you watched.

Roughly 20 minutes later there’s a knock on the door.

“Can you please get that bestie” Megumi said because he was in an intense fight. You got up and opened the door.

“Just wanted to let you know that the food is ready kid. Don’t be afraid to serve yourselves as much as you want.”

All you could do was stare at his arms, so hypnotized by his looks. All you wanted to do was rip that apron off and see what you could only imagine.

“Thanks! I’ll be down in a couple minutes. How about you go and serve yourself y/n”

You gulped and nodded your head as Toji lead you down to the kitchen. You saw his back completely exposed because of the apron. His back was built by the gods or something. His whole body was muscular, your mind would not stop running, thinking of all the dirty things you wanted to do. You shook your head and proceeded to serve yourself the food Toji made.

“Thank you so much for the food. Your food is always delicious sir.”

Toji chuckled, “I appreciate it y/n. You know you basically live here so don’t be afraid to make yourself feel at home. You can come over here at anytime and even stay the night anytime you want. I know you and Megumi have been best friends for years and I know he really cares for you. So I will always take care of you and keep you safe.”

Your cheeks flushed red at his words and you looked down, getting shy. “Uhm thank you sir. It’s really nice of you.”

Toji smiled at your reaction because he never had anyone react that way towards him. It was a new sensation for him and he loved it, too much maybe. Little did you know that Toji had grown a liking to you. He thought you were a gorgeous grown woman who was responsible and strong willed. He really loved all of you because you were basically wifey material but he would never say anything because wouldn’t it be weird to be into your son’s best friend? (no bc i have a dilf kink.)

You were about to walk back upstairs to Megumi’s room but Toji had gently grabbed your arm.

“Wait..”

You looked at his hand on your arm and blushed. His touch was warm and inviting, you just wanted to be held in his embrace. You bet he had the best hugs because he was so muscular and warm.

“Yes Toji?” You averted your eyes to his beautiful green orbs.

“I just want to say that I really like you y/n. Not how you probably think.. I think you’re absolutely gorgeous and really everything about you is great from what i’ve seen.”

“W-what are you trying to say?” Your body heat rapidly increased, causing your whole face to turn bright red and there was no way of hiding it.

“I think you know. Your face is red like a tomato… Put the plate down darling.”

You obliged and set the plate of food down and looked back into his eyes. You were shaking from nerves and you didn’t even know how you managed to gain confidence. Toji immediately put his large hands on your waist, pulling your little body against his large figure.

“t-toji… we shouldn’t…”

“says who?”

He looked at you with a raised eyebrow, his eyes looking like he was genuinely concerned. Just making sure you were okay with everything and he wasn’t pushing you to do it. You brought your head up a little more while you moved your hands to his hair, landing a kiss on his lips. Toji kissed back, holding your body tighter against him.

“I WON Y/N! THAT WAS SO INTENSE!” Megumi screamed as he ran down the stairs. You and Toji immediately separated and you grabbed the plate to make it seem like you were about to head back up there. Toji took his apron off and you finally got to see his whole upper body. You accidentally let out a tiny moan that wasn’t heard by Megumi but was definitely heard by Toji because he flexed his muscles for a second and winked at you.

“What took you so long to get food? This looks so good dad, thanks.”

“I was just talking to y/n about how i wanted her to feel at home here and that i’ll always keep her safe”

You blushed even harder and walked back to Megumi’s room, not able to handle anything going on.

“That’s really nice of you. Thank you. I think that’s exactly what she needed to hear because she always get nervous over here”

Megumi didn’t know it was because you found his dad attractive but you were never going to let him know. It would be so weird to talk to your best friend about how you wanted his dad and even kissed his dad.

“Yeah I thought so. I just want her to know that everything will be okay. Here’s your plate, go eat. Do you mind washing the plates that you both used?”

“Got you.”

Megumi ran back upstairs to you and started your guys favorite show to watch together as you ate.

Meanwhile Toji was in his room that was on the very bottom floor. He purposely wanted his room to be downstairs in the “basement” because he wanted upstairs to just be for Megumi. He was really thoughtful of his son and seemed like a great dad on the outside. He really was a great dad though.

Toji couldn’t help but take off his jeans and lay on his bed, his cock semi hard from feeling your lips on his. Your lips were so soft, so pink and luscious. He pulled out his hard cock and wrapped his hand around it, he needed some sort of relief because he wants you so bad. He can just imagine how hot your body is naked, your round fat ass, your big perky titties, the way your body looked like an hour glass. He knew you would look so pretty under him with his fat cock inside you. He started at a medium pace, already feeling too horny to take his time. He imagined all the things he would do to you once he got the chance. He tightened his grip around his cock and moaned out at the feeling.

Meanwhile you and Megumi had finished your food and Itadori texted Megumi asking to hang out with him. Normally he wouldn’t leave you because you were already here but you told him it was fine because you knew this would be one of the few chances they would get. Megumi made sure you would be okay here by yourself and you nodded your head. He put his hoodie and shoes on before he walked out the house yelling that he would be back in a couple hours. Toji didn’t say anything so you figured that’s how it always went. You walked downstairs to find Toji but you couldn’t find him anywhere.

“Toji..!” you yelled, hoping that he would respond to you but he didn’t. You knew you weren’t allowed in the basement because Megumi had told you that was Toji’s bedroom. You slowly and carefully walked down and you saw Toji with just boxers on and his big girthy dick in his big hands while his eyes were closed and his head was thrown back.

“fuck y/n”

You gasped when you heard him moaning your name. You took this opportunity to get on the bed with him.

“I hope you don’t mind some help?”

He opened his eyes and a smirk was planted on his face.

“Not at all princess.”

You put your hand around his cock and wrapped your mouth around his fat tip. He moaned at the contact and couldn’t help but buck his hips. You smiled and started licking at his tip while you moved your head up and down. The feeling was amazing for Toji, he never had anybody do that to him before. You seemed like a pro at sucking dick and it just made him hornier for you. He started thrusting into your mouth and you allowed him, you loved getting your mouth fucked and especially by Toji now. Your mouth felt warm around him and wet, so wet. It was messy, saliva everywhere. Toji loved the sight, just made him thrust faster into your mouth.

“Fuck baby. your head is the best. fuck”

His praises just making you hornier and your pussy ache for him. You started jerking him off to the best of your abilities and it helped him get to the edge. His legs started to shake a little.

“Oh god.. I’m gonna cum baby. like that, oh.”

He thrusted one more time before he pushed your head all the way down and kept you there, he was lucky you had no gag reflex. His cum spurt out into your throat, you could feel how much he had cum. It was so much and it tasted so good to you. You kind of wanted him to cum on your face so you could see just how much he had cum.

“Fuck.. that was so good.. I couldn’t get enough.”

You smiled, proud of your work. You love seeing men like Toji in complete euphoria. It made your pussy leak.

Toji took his boxers off and got up to hover over you. He brought his lips to yours to start a make out session. Your tongues fighting for dominance while his hands traveled down your body, just feeling you.

“Please Toji..”

He took off your shirt, showing your red lace bra. He could see your pretty little pink nipples popping out and he immediately started playing with them. You moaned at the feeling, this was one of your favorite things. Your nipples being played with always felt so good. You could probably cum from your nipples being played with alone. He stopped and moved to your sweatpants, pulling them off with ease. He saw you had matching red lace panties on and he loved how you looked. The red really complimented your skin tone, you looked breathtaking to Toji.

“y/n, you’re gorgeous.”

You blushed and thanked him. How could someone like Toji like you? How were you even in this situation?

Toji took off your bra and immediately started sucking on your nipples. He flicked his tongue over your nipple like crazy, sending you into a frenzy.

“please… that feels so good.”

He switched to your other nipple and started attacking it. It made your pussy pulse and you couldn’t help but moan and moan. It felt so good and you felt like you could cum if he kept going. He stopped and started kissing down your stomach until he reached the hem of your panties. He took them off with his teeth and spread your legs. He moaned at the way your pussy looked. It was so pretty to him. Your lips were glistening with your juices from how horny you were. Your pussy was a pretty pink and it drove Toji insane how pretty your pussy was.

“Your pussy is so pretty baby. Daddy got you all wet hm?”

“y-yes…”

Toji then carefully thrust two of his long fingers into you, feeling how wet and warm you were around his fingers just made his dick throb. He couldn’t wait to feel you around him. Your body twitched when he moved his fingers deeper into you and found your g-spot, curling his fingers a little.

“oh yeah baby? that’s the spot huh? god you feel so nice.”

Toji was so horny for you, he hasn’t been this horny in what felt like years. He laid down in between your legs and held onto your thighs while he admired how your pussy looked. To him it looked so delicious, so sweet. He was obsessed with how pretty your pussy was. He slowly licked up for your folds and moaned at your taste. so sweet like he thought, he could eat you all day and never get tired.

“oh-“

You looked down at Toji and saw how hot he looked, licking your pussy with his face twisted in pleasure. Your pussy throbbed and leaked because he was so hot, the hottest man you’ve ever seen. Toji sped up a little as he dove his tongue inside you, groaning at how amazing you tasted. It was driving him insane and made him just attack your lips and clit. The way he was licking you and dipping his tongue inside you felt amazing, you felt the pressure building up. Toji noticed this and brought his thumb to your clit to rub it in rough circles.

“oh yes, toji oh god. i’m gonna cum.”

Toji loved how you sounded, your moans were so hot to him. The way that you would gasp in between moans made him frantic. Your body twisted and turned as you reached your climax, moaning even louder then earlier. Toji licked up all your juices, not being able to get enough of it and the whole view in front of him.

“Mmm you taste so great”

You smiled and looked down at him, seeing his chin and lips all wet from your liquids. You thought it was hot and made you want him more. He wiped his face off with his shirt and hovered over you.

“You ready baby?”

Toji said as he grabbed his thick long cock in his hand and slowly jerked himself off. The sight in front of you made you drool, literally.

“So ready Toji”

He flipped you over so you were in doggy. This was your favorite position because even if the dick was terrible, in doggy, everything felt great. It was your go to position always and if they felt way better then you’re used to then you knew they would be good in other positions. You saw Toji’s cock and loved how it looked, so thick and long. So delicious looking, you knew he would feel good no matter what he did.

You arched your back and made sure your ass was perked up really nice for Toji. To him, you looked perfect and like a pro with the way you arched. It got him excited.

“I cant wait. I need you y/n”

He slowly pushed himself in, he got halfway before you started to struggle. Oh lord were you in for a treat.

“You okay princess? Need me to stop?”

You smiled at his words. As much as he had needed you and was horny for you, he still was kind and was very vocal. He didn’t want you to feel anything but pleasure from this. He would hate if you were uncomfortable or hurt.

“It’s okay. Just so big. Keep going please.”

You sounded like you were begging and that was something that always pushed Toji’s button. He shoved the rest of him in you unexpectedly, causing you to moan loud and gasp. He stayed there because he couldn’t handle everything he was feeling.

“You’re so wet, so tight around my fat cock… I’m gonna stretch that pretty little pussy out aren’t i? fuck…”

He started at a slow pace, taking in all of it. The feeling of your pussy gripping him back in was delicious and the fact that you were soaking wet just made it all the more euphoric. Toji couldn’t help but moan and moan, your pussy was bomb and he never wanted to leave. You started moving your hips at this point because you wanted him to be rough, you wanted him to completely destroy you. He stopped moving and let you throw your ass back for him, watching it very carefully. Your ass jiggled so much and he couldn’t help but to slap your ass multiple times. He wanted to leave your ass red and he wanted his handprints to be visible.

“Fuck daddy… your so big, it feels too good.”

“yeah baby, you can’t handle this dick huh?”

He grabbed a fistful of your hair and started thrusting into you harshly but at a medium pace. He wanted you to feel all of him so he would bring you back all the way into his dick, getting so deep. You’ve never had a guy reach that deep, he was reaching places you didn’t even knew existed.

“Can I cum all over that pretty face?”

You couldn’t muster up any words so you just nodded your head while your pussy clenched from Toji’s words. He flipped you so that you were in missionary and he already wanted to cum from the sight below him. He grabbed both of your legs and put them on his shoulders and harshly thrust into you. You screamed out at the sudden feeling of Toji’s fat cock. He started pounding into your hole with no mercy, so aggressive. You loved this side of him, you loved every part of him.

“Right there Toji! Oh!”

All you could do was scream out in pleasure while he kept hitting the right spots over and over again. It was getting overwhelming for you and you knew you would reach the edge soon. Toji knew this already and was going even harder so he could see you cum all over his dick.

“I’m gonna-“

Your eyes went criss cross as your body twisted and you screamed out his name and profanities. It was the best orgasm you’ve ever had, let alone the best any guy had given you before. Toji was a grunting mess while he helped ride out your high. The feeling made him bust almost instantly but he didn’t want to ruin it, admiring your pretty face all twisted in pleasure. He pulled out and jerked himself off until he came all over your face seconds later.

“fuck y/n…”

He looked at his painting and smiled.

“You look so hot and gorgeous like that.”

He went to the bathroom he had in his room and grabbed a little wash cloth to wipe you off. He grabbed your chin gently and wiped off all the cum off, making sure to get it all off.

“If you’d like to take a shower, you are more then welcome to.”

“Will you join me?”

“Sure”

You two got up and walked to the shower, Toji went to turn on the water.

“How do you like your showers to be?”

“Kind of hot”

He changed it to the best of his abilities and let you in first, the hot water felt nice. You two took a shower together and sometimes you’d just hug. You were right about Toji having the best hugs. Your head was on his chest as the water fell down your bodies. It felt safe and comforting. You guys got out, dried off and got dressed.

“Now we can’t tell Megumi, okay Toji?”

“Obviously..”

You ran back up to Megumi’s room and started watching some random youtube videos, looking at your phone. You cant believe what happened and that you could even act so cold heartedly about it. You hope it didn’t sound too rude to Toji. You decide to text Megumi.

You- Hey when are you coming back, i miss you umi.

You knew that always made him leave soon after or at least not another hour.

Umi- Why do you always do this to me bestie?

You- You don’t have to hurry, I’m just telling you.

You wanted Megumi to come back so you could spend a little bit more time with him before you left because you could not be around Toji. Your mind was racing and you couldn’t help it.

Umi- I’ll be there in around 40 minutes okay?

You- That’s fine Umi.. Thank you.

You just continued watching the youtube videos until you heard the door open and Megumi stood at the door.

“Im back. You okay?”

He closed and locked the door. He took his shoes off before he sat right next to you, looking at you worriedly.

“I’m okay, just kind of feel down. I hope i didn’t intrude between you and Itadori.”

“He actually said he would be able to hang out tomorrow since we didn’t get as long as we wanted to so I decided that would be great.”

“Okay, good. That takes a weight off my shoulders.”

“Do you need to lay on my lap?”

This wasn’t a surprise because he does this when he wants you to feel comforted and it wasn’t weird or anything. It’s not like you were laying on his dick or anything. You laid on his lap as he put on another one of your guys favorite shows on, these were the moments you enjoyed. Or even if the roles were reversed, you’d be just as happy. You guys did that until you eventually left.

“Let me walk you home. I don’t want you walking alone at night.”

You agreed and as you were opening the front door, Toji’s voice filled your ears.

“Hey y/n, be safe. Megumi be careful too.”

You smiled and looked at him once more before turning around and walking with Megumi to your apartment down the street.

“Okay bye Umi. Text me whenever the next time we can chill is.”

“Alright will do.”

You two hugged and then you walked into your apartment, locking it behind you. All you could think about was Toji still. You put everything down on the counter and as you looked in your sweatpants pocket, you felt a piece of paper. You grabbed it and it was a number with Toji written in nice handwriting. When in the hell did he ever get the chance to do that and put it into your pocket? You set it on the counter in your kitchen and went to change your clothes because they smelled like Toji. You went back into the kitchen and served yourself some cereal, grabbing your phone and the piece of paper too. You sat down in your room and ate your cereal as you watched a funny movie. When you finished your bowl of cereal, you finally gained the courage to text the number. You grabbed your phone and typed the number in.

You- Toji..?

You then set your phone down and continued watching the movie until your phone vibrated.

Unknown- Y/n?

You- yes…

You set your phone down and as you set it down, it vibrated.

Toji- You wanna do that again sometime?

[localvoidcat]

I WANT TO KNOW ABOUT UR OC STORY

OKAY SO the main stuff is under [#fmr tag] BUT

the main jist is that theres these two guys. andre torres and josh collymore. andre is the son of a werebeast hunter and josh is a witch and the two of them are friends.

anyways andre ends up inheriting a family curse that makes him into a werebeast and his dad decides oh okay! i have to kill this kid now so josh helps him escape town.

josh dies in the process (andre's dad salvador fucking hates that guy for the dumbest reasons) but the god he worships is like oh shit gayboy i like you. and brings him back as one of its angels but still appearing human. he's absolutely RATTLED by this but can't say anything about what happened to him or andre because salvador threatens him. sad!

anyways andre escapes town and spends a couple years figuring out how he's going to live with this curse. also he kind of has a problem with killing and eating people now but that's more of a problem with the spirit thing that attached itself to him with the curse. meanwhile josh has the worst time for eight consecutive years

eventually josh manages to sneak into salvador's association and tries to find out more about andre - and by extent, the family's - curse. salvador kills him again for this but this time when josh comes back he does actually get to kill the guy this time. except now he's murdered a man and he's assumed dead so he has to flee town. oops

a bit more time passes but andre and josh finally meet up again and they start dating at this point (the mutual feelings thing was kind of cut off by the whole dying thing) and that's great! and then we get to the two endings

good ending: josh severs his ties to the god and "falls", leaving him physically injured and magicless but in a better place overall, and andre manages to handle the curse before it completely overtakes him. alls well that ends well

bad ending: andre doesnt manage to get a hold on the curse and kills josh. repeatedly. a lot. in one night. until josh manages to actually use some of that divine stuff to kill andre instead because at this point he's basically gone. he's wrecked with guilt after this and essentially leaves himself behind to join his god as one of its faceless angels. not very good

anyways thats a mostly brief summary but i make alot of silly posts under the tag. i love this story so much i will answer anything about it. also andre and josh are t4t i think thats important

[ossadeaurata]

Okay! Get ready because this a lot.

This is going to be on my newest au called Eclipse au [@phoenixquill-art helped me with the name!] and it is an au of Leo being separated.

What if...I made an au where Leo never existed....what would be of his brothers....what if Draxum made Leo later on....

What if in Mystic Mayhem, when the boys find him...they see a little turtle protecting Draxum....and he is emotionless....

So Draxum wanted to make the perfect warrior, he lost his first 3, so he had to make one more...Obedient. So he made a device planting it in the neck of the little one, causing them to obey him. When the other meet the Little One [or One], he was 5 years of age...already knowing how to fight...no emotions.. One gets hurt fighting them but stands up guarding Draxum...he is the perfect test subject.

Draxum tried again multiple times but they never worked- not until this one

And he gets to properly put it to the test against the disobedient ones- if he can get the device on them- how would they react? Would never having it before have an affect? Draxum is excited to find out.

One [Who will later be named Luna] is also very sick. One has Septicemia. Septicemia is a bacterial infection of the blood, and it is a commonly diagnosed disease in reptiles. The bacteria can spread to multiple organs throughout the body and cause widespread damage and death if not treated aggressively.

So One self engineers their own medication so that they will be okay, of course later on, One will not be needing the medication.

One is not important to Draxum; yes their is needed to protect Draxum from potential danger but that is the jist of their purpose. That is all that they are needed for.

So One is too precious for him to just let him get killed so easily, but because of the disease, Draxum is thinking about 'exchanging' him for a better model. He thinks of One as something replaceable, like if this one won't work 'sooner or later I'll manage to make another one'

But he wouldn't be able to. The moment the other experiments show up, the other turtles, One knows their time is limited.

They can replace them but One has to catch them-

As long as One is the only experiment, the best of the few that do exist (the ones that end up even worse off than him) he has value and he will live.

If the others are around....Ones master will get rid of them.

One allows them to leave everytime...they may be young...but Draxum sped their growth...which could be the reasoning of their illness.

The turtles see that One fights like his life depends on it

They don’t want to hurt this kid but also fighting has always been a bit of a game for them-

This kid clearly has to fight

And yet, they see him make moves that make no sense and put him into an open disadvantage or gives them a chance to escape

One was engineered to be a Jack of all trades, a simple control test to try and replicate in the future

They supposed to be good at tasks, be talented, but One isn’t the best in anything

They are not the end goal

Draxum...get mad with him...punishes by beating him senseless.

"You idiotic creature!!! You are supposed to capture them not allow them to escape!!!!"

Every time the others meet him again, Ones bruises are more prominent...not to state that Draxum probably has a failsafe in case One ends up betraying him

The boys don’t want to fight One, but it’s clear they can’t bring One with them

Donnie’s seen the metal on One and knows that the kid can’t leave

They need to know how to help One but they don’t know how-

And that is all for now...uhmm...let me know if you wanna know more!!!

[Ideas were helped by @mej2235 @havendoesthings and @hellstrojanhorse ]

[limpfisted]

FIVE. THE BLADE OF AVERNUS VS THE GRANDDUKE.

The Blade of Avernus is, in my opinion, a greatttt ending for Wyll. He is still so flawed. He atill believes in fairy tales. You are still a part of his fairy tale. But now he can admit he is Hellstouched, and he is making it a part of the hero that he is. He WILL right for the aword coast, because that is his home and where people have welcomed him into their homes when he saved him. He will be both devil AND heor and take on all that means—and he will split the difference between fairy tale and the passion and violence and devil inside him. Perfect ending, plenty of room to grow as a character, he still needs therapy.

The more interesting endings are where he goes off with Karlach, and where he becomes Grandduke though.

As Grandduke he is pent iut and exhausted from his Father’s backroom deals, the political assasinations, the lack of gratitude, the lack of acknowledgement. Prety much everyone hates him but the refugees, and some of THEM even don’ care for him. This is fun to me, I love it, he just goes insane basically trying his hardest to do the right thing but still not ever being able to let out the devil in him or the violence, in fact, suppressing it more as he tries to be ever and ever more good snd more noble, giving up his needs more and more for the people hes sworn to protect. It eats away at him. You can’t be “too good” forever, especially when your morals HAVE to get more and more grey, just like your Father’s did.

The last ending is my favorite.

I don’t believe in redemption. But I do believe in getting up every single day and decising to be a better person than you were yesterday and acting accordingly.

Wyll did some FUCKED UP SHIT FOR MIZORA!!! He killed innocent people!! People who could have begged for their lives!! He would’ve thought it was a devil’s trick!

By saving his last “victim!, befriending her, and fighting by her side by side for the rest of their days—Wyll gets to be both devil, both protector, but most of all—he gets to forgive himself and let himself heal from what he’s done and the guilt on his conscience. He can’t go back and un$kill Zariel’s innocent minions. But he can save this one, beautiful, strong, brave, handsome tiefling girl who he is bound to by soul and breath and blood. And that’s enough to make it jist a little bit better.

If Wyll is forced to choose on his own? He chooses Karlach. Every goddamn time. Even over you and your fairy tale. Karlach is REAL. Realer than anything he’s ever seen or felt before. Wnd he loves her in such a painful way that reminds him he’s not as perfect or heroic as he wants to be-#but maybe she can be his good eyes, and he can keep her safe.