#i may or not be talking from experience heheh

[sapphicsnzs]

kissing someone and your noses brush against each other and it’s just enough to make them sneeze…fuck

[astrxealis]

did you know i love my friends so much.

[empty-vessel-of-a-person]

How I Envision "Intimate Time" with the LaDS Boys be like.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Zayne

The Sensual Partner.

I feel like Zayne is a very sensitive and emotionally attached person so being able to connect with him through mind and soul is the best way to get him stimulated.

I never see him as the one who will inflict pain in his partner in any way. He is to gentle for that.

He will always tends to your needs first before his own. We have seen this on Hidden Motive. He did lose control of himself and become "intense" as M/C describe him. But in the end, even if he is clearly still in need, he asks M/C if what he is allowed to do.

He is the type to enjoy the goosebumps forming in your skin whenever he touch or kisses you.

He always listen to you. No plea or request will make it pass his ears and he would always deliver what you ask

He would always whisper his thank you (Zayne's Translation: I Love You) (F.U. Astra!!!!) when you both finish.

Sylus

The Intense Partner

This guy is rough. We all know that. The manhandling and almost stalker-ish behavior he have when it comes to you is all the proof we need.

He also is the type of partner who will make you experience different and new type of high.

He is confident and know what will make your body tremble for him.

He is also type of partner to takes pleasure from your pleasure. Don't get me wrong, all the boys are like this. But unlike Zayne, who takes pleasure from your equal needs for each other, Sylus on the other hand, take it from your pleasure alone. The more happy you are the more satisfied he gets.

He is the type of partner, who will leave marks on you on visible area of your skin.

He is also a type of partner to whisper "lewd" things to your ears and not be ashamed of it.

But no matter how rough he is, he will always cuddle you after you both finish.

Xavier

The Wolf in Sheep's Clothing.

We can all agree that the soft-spoken Xavier is a predator in bed. To say I am shocked on his No Restraint card is an understatement. That sweet thigh-nuzzling to unexpectedly throwing you to bed is shocking yet so hot.

Xavier longs for you and that's why I think he jumps to every opportunity to touch you and go so feral about it.

He is the king of roleplay. I bet with the right coaxing, he will do whatever you want or be whatever you like him to be. We have seen this in several occasion and the most recent is on Mystic Adventures in Misty Invasion Event.

I bet that he is a very passionate lover and will definitely takes his time on getting you prepared and worship your body especially your legs.

Since Xavier doesn't talk much, he most likely show his affection by cuddling and touching. Teasing you with his soft feather like touches that leaves you breathless.

Rafayel

The Pure Partner

He is so pure hearted I could cry. Somebody pointed this out and my big shoutout to you because I can't remember where I read it. We have to remember that Rafayel is a Lemurian. What maybe something that is normal for us in the art of intimacy, may something new for him and this made him unsure or shy about being intimate.

I feel like it will be your duty to give him in the art of intimacy. We know how much he can blush and even that kiss on tub gives me a feeling that he really wants it to happen but is unsure how to do it.

I feel bad for him that we've been so intense with him during the Misty Invasion event. If my understanding is correct, he is quite sad because of his old friend. That guy must be important for him and although we are oblivious of his significance to Rafayel, we should have been more sensitive.

And speaking of sensitive, I feel like Raf is a hyper-sensitive one. Every touch we give, every emotion we pour on him magnifies 10 fold if not a thousands.

He really wants us for him to wait 800 years and during that time, i bet he's not been with anyone and then suddenly we are going feral on him (well who can't be? hehehe)

But imagine this, you taking the lead for him and guiding him to what makes you both reach that pleasure. Slowly slides your hands from his shoulders, torso, and pelvis while whispering to him "you're doing great" and he will moan for you.

Full disclosure: I am a Zayne Girlie but Rafayel's bedroom voice can make me sweat. He knows how to use his voice (A true merman!!!!) to lure you in. (Kudos to his wonderful duber!!!!)

And lastly and the most important thing that I love about Rafayel, is how he is always available and ready for you no matter how unsure he is.

[whateversawesome]

Spy x Family Chapter 103: Peace and Family

How nice it was to see the Forgers go on an outing again!

A few things to notice...

I'll start with Twiyor hehehe:

This is easily my favorite panel in the chapter. They're getting closer and closer!! Loid sits first, Yor follows. She's not shy about siting next to him. Good for you, Yor! 👏

See how comfortable they are with each other? She has a soft smile and he's not pretending anything; he's just there, existing. By the way, observe their body language: Both of Yor's knees are pointing at her husband, she's also leaning slightly towards him. Twilight, on the other hand, sits at a more neutral position, still it's an open position. Notice how one of his knees is pointing at her too. And their hands are mirroring each other.

It's worth mentioning that Yor is such a good influence on Twilight. This man suffers from anxiety and it's hard for him to turn his brain off and just relax. Yor reminds him of this. She is his peace 😌

And look at Twilight being honest with his wife and admitting something very true about himself (that it's hard for him to stay still). I believe that every time Twilight is honest with Yor, they get closer. In this chapter there wasn't even a fake twiyor moment for this to happen. We're making progress!

Also, did you notice Yor teased Loid?

It is the sacred duty of a wife to tease her husband and call him old every once in a while 🤣 I'm glad Yor is finally fulfilling this fun wifely obligation 😆

All joking aside, it's pretty obvious Yor feels much more comfortable with Loid now. When they are with other people, she still gets nervous, probably because she thinks she could mess up and blow their cover. However, when they are alone, she seems much more relaxed and able to make comments like this that show that she trusts Loid enough to joke with him, to tell him in between lines that she notices things about him (just as he notices everything about her) and that she worries about him too.

Endo is a master of "show, don't tell" and he's been showing us how Twilight and Yor are getting closer little by little. It's in every detail: their body language, the way they talk to each other, the words they use, how they see each other.

Another example in this chapter? Twilight is incapable of saying "no" to his wife hehehe.

Yup, he still has that shoujo filter attached to his eyes when it comes to Yor.

Now that we have overanalyzed Twiyor, it's time for some crazy theories.

This could be important!

Don't you find it funny that each gave a different answer according to their experience?

Yor feels lonely, because she doesn't feel like she's normal enough to belong to society and it's hard for her to make friends.

Twilight got separated from his his herd. His family and friends died and he had to go to a different country, where he is scared and feels in constant danger just like Belle.

AND ANYA?! I'm wondering if this is a clue. I'm wondering if Anya is a missing person, meaning someone is looking for her, whether it's Project Apple or her biological family.

Talking about Project Apple, we seem to get crumbs every once in a while. I believe it's still too early to get an arc that will actually involve Anya and Project Apple together, but we'll know more as the story moves forward. It's a good sign that Project Apple is in Twilight's mind; he has good instincts for this. We may see him or Yor get involved with it in one of their missions before we learn Anya's past. OR either of her parents may discover what Project Apple is really about without knowing one of the test subjects is their own daughter.

Something that Anya has said several times is that her parents are dangerous people. It's easy to forget about this, but it's true. Twilight and Yor are very dangerous, but not for Anya. The day they find out someone hurt their little girl, it'll be a very bad day for all the people who participated in Project Apple.

[theflowerofpandora]

My Mate

Neteyam X Female!Na’Vi Reader

Word Count: 7.95K

Summary: Neteyam is in love with you and makes sure that everyone else who was trying to claim you knows that you are now his bonded mate.

Warnings: Harassment (not from our boy Teyam tho), angst, SMUT!! (Minors please do not engage.), swearing, nasty, filthy and graphic (consensual) smut, jealous neteyam, wholesome neteyam, downright FILTHY neteytam, dirty talk, praise kink, size kink, oral (f&m receiving), foreplay, slight manhandling, unprotected sex, cream pie, not sure if I’m missing anything else

Author’s Note: hello!! it’s finally here hehehe, pls lmk your thoughts - hope you all enjoy <3

“So,” Jake began as his eldest son and daughter sat across from him and Neytiri in their family’s tent. “Your mother and I have realised that you are both at an age where you may want to start considering others in the clan who might be suited as your life partners.”

Eyes widening, the siblings turned to each other in a panic. Were their parents really about to give them both this talk right now? The older Sully siblings were both in their early twenties and had already dealt with these types of conversations in their teens. They assumed that their parents weren’t going to pressure or bring it up to them after the first time a few years ago.

However, Jake and Neytiri were hyperaware of their daughter’s interest in the human boy, Spider, wanting to encourage her gaze away from him and towards a Na’Vi mate. Although, this was more Neytiri’s motive rather than Jake’s. Jake had been human too after all, but he knew it wouldn’t be possible unless Spider suddenly had his own Avatar.

Along with this, the mated couple were also aware of their son’s interest in you, Y/N, whom which Neytiri had noticed had begun to gain attention from other potential mates within the clan.

The mated couple admired you and your strong heart. Your hunting skills, attentiveness, kindness and the respect you held amongst the people. And your skills which abled you to provide and work within the clan’s community.

If Neteyam was as in love with Y/N as he appeared to be, he would need to make the bond and mate with her for life and soon. Neytiri and Jake wanted their son to be happy and become the best version of himself which you brought out in him. They wanted him to experience the love and passion that they had found with each other years ago.

A small smile graced Neytiri’s face and she swelled with pride as she spoke. “It has been few years now since you have both earned your place amongst the people… we would like for you both to choose your mates before this year’s end.”

With a roll of her eyes, Kiri let out a huff and stood up. “Yeah, I’m not ready for that.”

She reached over lightly slapping her hands on her older brother’s shoulders, “but he is - so I’ll be leaving now.” Grinning whilst turning to exit the Sully family’s hut, Kiri was caught in her stride as her mother squinted her eyes at her daughter.

“We’ll talk about this later.” Her distaste for the human boy, which she knew was on her daughter’s mind, only grew. She glared at her daughter and Kiri coward slightly at the fury behind her eyes before slipping out of the entrance to the hut.

Neteyam gaped at his sister leaving him to fend for himself but honestly, expected nothing less. Kiri had always been the one out of the pair to have the more rebellious attitude whereas Neteyam still and always would try to remain the well behaved and respectful eldest child.

“Neteyam ma‘itan (my son),” the corners of Neytiri’s lips turned up before turning to her mate. “We know that you have a very brave, strong hearted, skilled and beautiful woman in your life who will become a perfect mate to you if you wish it.”

He instantly thought of you. Was it that obvious? He supposes that he did bring you up in conversation often when you weren’t around because thoughts of you consistently flooded his mind and if he wasn’t with his family or on duties within Omatikaya, he would be with you and his whereabouts would be no mystery to anyone wondering where he was.

Jake nodded, smiling as he looked at his son. “We approve of her. She would make a fine Tsahìk after your mother when your time comes to take my place and become the next Olo’eyktan.”

With his eyes softening; face breaking out into a smile, his heart felt full and thrilled at his parents blessing. “Thank you, sir.” He bowed his head towards his parents, lifting his fingers up to his forehead before moving them back down and looking back up to them. “Thank you, sa’nu (mum).”

There was nobody else he wanted more than you.

---

You were minding your own business, weaving fabrics between your loom in attempt to craft Tuktirey a new chest covering as she constantly complimented your own which were woven with the most beautiful purple beads on them and had asked you to make one for her too. You were sitting with your back against the large bark trunk of kelutral (hometree) when an obnoxious hoot entered your ears and caused them twitch in exasperation.

You were only trying to keep yourself occupied whilst you were waiting for Neteyam to return from a meeting with his parents.

Footsteps soon followed the noises and ne of the young Omatikaya warriors was stalking his way over to you, like a predator following its prey, with a smirk on his face and a couple other young hunters in the clan following close behind.

“Hello, Y/N” one of them purred.

Nodding your head in acknowledgement, you maintained your focus on the fabrics in your hands. “Ka’ani.”

“Are you occupied this evening? Because I was thinking we could maybe take a trip to Vitrautral (Tree of Souls).” Ka’ani began as he crouched down next to your now irritated form, “consummate the beginning of our new life together?”

Your forehead creased as you looked at him, lips parting to speak until you were cut off by another warrior.

Takuk ran a hand through his braids before elbowing Ka’ani out of the way. “If you’re not interested in this skxawng then I’d be more than happy to show you what a real mate can be like. I can offer you so much more and provide for you in ways that nobody else could.”

A scoff escaped your lips. Didn’t they know that you were so clearly and obviously interested in another? Surely, the entire clan has picked up on your and Neteyam’s more-than-platonic friendship by now.

“Don’t be like that sevin ‘eve (pretty girl),” Ka’ani eyes lit up as you stood up, unintentionally showing off your figure to the small group as annoyance continued to bubble within you making your tail whip through the air in agitation. “We just want you to know that if you’re not mated soon, then one of us will claim you for ourselves.”

You sighed, irritation prominent in your voice. “I’m not interested in any of you. Now, if you’ll excuse me.” You attempted to leave but one of the young warriors’ hands harshly grabbed your wrist causing you to yelp in surprise.

Unbeknownst to you, the only man you were in fact interested in was watching this scene unfold with anger running through his veins. After his conversation with his parents just now, he wanted to seek you out and confess his feelings and desires to you knowing that they weren’t unrequited. There had always been an unspoken connection between you both which had only flourished and bloomed into something romantic over the years since you had first met in your childhood years.

You both knew that you wanted each other, much like the entire Omatikaya Clan knew too. Therefore, it was just a matter of time before you and Netayam made the decision to mate and bond for life.

At the feeling of the harsh grip around your wrist, you hissed baring your fangs and tried to back away. “Let go.”

“Come on tute asevin (pretty woman), do not be like that. Just choose one of us to make you feel good and treat you well.”

“I’m not interested,” you seethed. “You would only treat me a small mere fraction as good as another will!”

Neteyam had always treated you with such kindness and consideration and affection… but now you couldn’t help but actually begin to think why you and Neteyam haven’t officially mated yet. Many of your peers in the clan had began mating a couple years ago and there was only around under half your age group left unmated now. Ka’ani, Takuk and their friends being some of the latter.

Takuk snarled with a crooked smile, bringing his face close to yours, his eyes filled with greed and hunger. “Oh really? Then why are you still left unmated?”

“I could ask the same for you!” You retorted, anger flaring up.

He only snarled, ignoring your comment. “You really think the son of Toruk Makto, the future Olo’eyktan, would want to be mated with you? He knows you’re not woth it. You’re just a filthy-”

A flash of hurt crossed your features and before Takuk could continue, a deep familiar voice broke in. “Did you not here what she said? She’s not interested in you fucking skxawngs, so leave her alone!”

Relief flooded your system as Neteyam towered over the group with his jaw clenched and fists curled up. Pure rage was evident on his expression until he looked at you and his features softened to show concern as his large green eyes flickered between your face and wrist which was now free. You gently rubbed your blue skin, a slight burn lingering where the grasp of the Na’Vi warriors’ hand was.

“Whatever… have her.” The group sneered and backed away mumbling amongst themselves, leaving you and Neteyam alone as they cleared off into the distance.

A sigh escaped Neteyam’s lips as he stepped closer to you, wrapping his arms around you. Leaning into his large frame and warmth with your cheek pressed against his chest and hands on his back, you choked back a sob. “Thank you ‘Teyam.”

“I’m sorry that happened, my love. Are you okay?”

You sniffled before voicing the one thing that Takuk had said which was now stuck to the front of your mind. “No…” Why hadn’t Neteyam mated with you yet? Looking up at him with sad glossy eyes, you frowned. “Why haven’t we?”

“Why haven’t we, what?” Confusion and disquietude were laced in Neteyam’s voice and shone through his facial expression.

“Why haven’t we mated yet?” You pulled away from him, the lack of warmth and comfort causing you to shiver. Neteyam’s own body ached at the loss of contact. Your eyes reflected a sense of pain which made Neteyam’s heart ache.

“What? Y/N, I-” he began but struggled to find the right words to finish. And the silence was loud. Almost deafening to you.

Stepping back, you gave him a look of defeat. “It’s okay, I understand. I have to go.” You avoided his gaze before turning your back to him and ran off far into the forest, ignoring his calls of desperation in the distance.

---

A constant ache remained in your chest for the rest of the day and a swirl of overthinking clouded your head regarding Neteyam. You loved him so much and thought that he loved you too. But maybe he had someone else on his mind who he wanted to mate with and that’s why you had both never really discussed mating with each other before.

You thought back to all the times his large hands gently held yours during your many late-night walks through the flora and fauna of the forest whilst you both spoke to and confided in each other about the troubles you both felt overwhelmed it. You thought about all the laughs you shared together alongside his siblings and your friends. You thought about the time you had gifted each other matching beaded accessories as a reminder that when you couldn’t physically be together and see each other for a while, that you both always carry a piece of each other with you. You thought about the many times you’d find yourselves gazing into each other’s eyes lovingly, lips almost grazing and near connected.

And you thought about the sweet whispers of affection you both shared as you both laid in each other’s arms, staring up at the stars in your favourite glade. A space that remained secret and scared to the two of you.

Was that not enough of a sign that you both wanted to be mates? Your head hurt from the confusion.

“Enough,” you whined out loud inside the space of your own hut. You couldn’t stay in here all day dwelling and you’d have to see Neteyam again eventually. You should probably talk to him, but you weren’t sure if you were going to like what he had to say.

Stepping out, you walked along the pathway leading to the Clan’s hometree. Still stuck with the thoughts in your head, you failed to notice the middle Sully children approaching you with looks of scepticism.

“Hey Y/N!” Lo’ak grabbed your attention, “you seen our big bro recently?”

Your head snapped up and you bit your lip, fangs nibbling on the skin of them. “Oh. Yes, not since this morning though.”

The pair looked at you with worried expressions. They were obviously of something, and anxiety swarmed your chest. What had Neteyam told them?

Kiri hummed as she placed a gentle hand on your arm, “what happened? Neteyam has been all broody for the past couple hours.”

Pursing your lips you responded, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh come on, Y/N.” Kiri groaned, eyes gliding to the back of her head at your attempt to deflect.

Lo’ak laughed, “we all know you impact that mighty warrior’s moods more than anything else. Don’t act oblivious.”

“He’s your brother. If you’re so worried talk to him, not me.”

Kiri smirked, “we already have. And you’re both complete sxkawngs.”

Your eyes widened. What did Neteyam tell them? A smile made it’s way to your lips but didn’t reach your eyes. “Guys I don’t really think I want to talk about this right now.”

Lo’ak only grinned as he bumped his shoulder into yours teasingly. “You’re right, it’s none of our business. But you’re gonna be our sis soon so it will become our business.”

---

The rest of the day passed by in a blur, eclipse was approaching, and soon your whole clan was gathered under kelutral. You sat beside your friends, picking at your food and contemplating your conversation with Kiri and Lo’ak earlier as everyone around you chatted heartily.

What did they mean you’ll be their sister soon? Were they referring to your close relationship with Neteyam? Because now you were having doubts about it.

The ache in your chest festered as your hand made it’s way to fiddle with the beads around your wrist. The beads that matched Neteyam’s.

Your friends looked at you worried, asking if you were okay but you simply brushed them off and stated that everything was fine before excusing yourself.

With your feet carrying you away into the trees, you inhaled the air and felt your surroundings shift. Only the sounds and feelings of the plants within the bioluminescent forest engulfed you and you relaxe, feeling at ease knowing that Eywa was with you.

Unbeknownst to you, Neteyam had seen you leave in the middle of dinner and decided to follow you seeing it as an opportunity to say what he had been desperate to all day. The thought of you avoiding him and being in pain, hurt him. He couldn’t bear to continue with his life knowing that you were hurting because of him.

As he was on his way to follow your steps, he passed by the group of young warriors who were harassing you earlier today and he slowed his movements whilst he heard them speak. They were planning to go to the meadow near Vitrautral after the meal ended. Something within Neteyam’s head sparked within an instant and he suddenly felt a desire. A desire in which he urgently wanted to act on.

The thought of making things right with you, telling you how he really felt and all whilst making it known to any other man within the clan that you were claimed by him was consuming.

Neteyam stealthily picked up his pace and followed you until you ended up at the Tree of Souls. Great Mother… this was absolutely perfect.

At the sound of footsteps behind you, you pivoted on your bare feet only to be face-to-face with Neteyam. His large figure leaned over yours whilst stared at you intently and thousands of thoughts rushed through your head.

“What are you doing here Neteyam?” He frowned slightly at the use of his full name. Usually you’d call him anything else but that.

“I need to talk to you.” He reached out for your hands and engulfed them in his own causing your heart to flutter. “You’re upset with me.”

“I am.” You nodded in confirmation, eyes flickering over him everywhere except his face. A clear sign of nerves.

He exhaled tiredly, green eyes staring into yours. “I think there’s been a misunderstanding, my love. You left so quickly this morning without letting me finish speaking.”

“Mhmm, it didn’t seem like you had much else to say.” You pouted slightly, “they weren’t wrong tho ‘Teyam.”

“Don’t tell me you believed anything those knuckleheads said to you.” He squeezed your hands.

“They had a point,” you glowered. “Why would the next Olo’eyktan want to be with someone like me? I’m not a powerful hunteress or warrior and I’m not the next Tsahìk in training. You need someone by your side who-”

Suddenly, he nestled his head into your neck laughing whilst pulling you closer to him, wrapping his arms around your waist in the process. “Y/N, I’m gonna stop you right there. You are the someone I need by my side.”

Your heart burst at his confession before you shook your head in denial. “But-”

“There is not but.” He removed his face from the crook of your neck and gazed at you lovingly as you then placed your hands on his broad shoulders. “You underestimate yourself. You are so strong and skilled. Elegant and kind. Intelligent and headstrong. Thoughtful and extremely beautiful. You’re the light on my dark days and comfort me like nothing else can. You ground me and make me feel more alive than I’ve ever been. The forest would not be my home without you in it. You are my best friend and so much more. I want you to continue being more. I want us to continue as mates and I want you to be mine for the rest of our lives. And I am so sorry that I lacked the courage to tell you this sooner… I did not want to pressure you or bring my own burdens of being the Olo’eyktan’s son on to you.”

Tears pricked your eyes at his words, illuminating under the light pink and purple glow of the tree of souls, euphoria was swarming your body as you smiled at him. Neteyam beamed, his gaze briefly moving from your eyes to your lips as he trailed his hands along the skin of your waist.

“I want everyone to know that you are mine and only mine. And I hope that you will want me to be yours too.” By the sincerity across his features, you knew that he was being honest, pouring out his feelings to you and all of your doubts faded away.

“Oh ‘Teyam, my handsome warrior. You have no idea how much I desperately want that. I am sorry I that I did not tell you sooner too. You mean more to me than the Great Mother herself.” Yours hands slowly moved from his shoulders, delicately grazing his collarbones and moving down to his muscular chest feeling his heartbeat under your touch. “Oel ngati kameie (I see you).”

“And oel ngati kameie.” He repeated before closing the gap between you both, softly pressing his lips to yours. Your eyes fluttered shut and your arms moved up to grip his neck.

Everything felt right. So right. Here together. Confirming your love for one another. You deepened the kiss, both of you moving in sync and full of passion as if you were lovers that had been deprived of each other’s familiar touch for years.

His hands trailed down to rub your hips and his fingertips ghosted over the waistband of your loincloth. Your tails finding their way beside you both intertwining as you both shivered lightly at the close, intimate feeling.

Pulling away for air, you smiled at each other. “I can not believe that the most gorgeous Na’Vi on Pandora is mine.”

A giggle escaped your lips and your leaned in to peck his check and whispered into his ear, “And I can’t believe that the most perfect Na’Vi on Pandora is mine.”

Suddenly, Neteyam took you by surprise and scooped you up into his arms. A small squeal left your mouth as he carried you further under the Tree of Souls, brushing between the glowing vines.

He smirked, tongue swiping over his fangs before he pressed a chaste kiss to your lips and gently placed you onto the ground, hovering over your smaller frame.

You wrapped your legs around his slim waist, wanting him closer. He began kissing your neck feverishly causing you to gasp. His breath was hot on your neck and you began to feel arousal start to stir inside you just as much as it was within him.

Seeing you under him, lips slightly parted with soft moans escaping them as he pressed feathery kisses from your neck to your chest made his head spin.

“I want more of you Neteyam,” you whined.

He chuckled lightly, lifting a hand up to your chest as he connected your mouths again in fiery bliss with your tongues moving together delicately. You both basked in the feeling of the softness of the other’s lips.

Neteyam’s hand slowly lifted your chest covering to reveal your tits in all their glory and a purr left his throat. “So pretty.” He pulled the covering off in one swift motion.

A mewl left your mouth as his hand began to massage your breast and you relished in the sensation as his fingers lightly pinched your hardned nipples. By now you could feel the bulge between his legs and your hips wiggled impatiently, craving the contact.

A small whine left your throat as your head fell back, tits bouncing lightly at the action. Neteyam’s touch felt hot on your skin. His mouth made contact with your tits, tongue swirling around one bud and you gasped, hands grabbing his back as his other hand played with the other.

You inhaled sharply at the sweet, wet, sloppy kisses.

He hummed, “you sound so pretty for me.”

“Only for you.”

He growled roughly as you quickly made a decision and pushed him off and onto his back, allowing you to crawl over to him on your knees and place your hands on his thighs.

With Neteyam’s eyes still on you, you leaned down and began pressing kisses along his abs. “Fuck,” he breathed out as you neared his crotch. The fabric of his loincloth constricting him. Your hands reached for his waistband before pulling the fabric off him to reveal his long, hard length and you swallowed at the sight – not expecting it to be this big. His thick, veiny cock sprung upwards with the tip leaking precum and your mouth parted in shock

“Too much?” He chuckled at your expression.

“Maybe,” you giggled lightly as you spat on your hand and it found it’s way to the base of his cock. He moaned at the warmth of your hand around his hard length.

You smirked at the sound before gently pressing a kiss to the tip, earning a sharp intake of breath from the man beneath you as you licked the saltiness of his precum off your lips.

Parting your lips, you leaned back over this length and welcomed the head of his length into your soft, wet mouth. Neteyam shuddered at the feeling and wrapped his hands between your braids. He continued to guide his length into the warmth of your mouth and you opened wider, loosening your jaw.

Soon you began sucking along his length, swirling your tongue around him as he grunted in pleasure.

You started to feel a wetness between your legs and unconsciously rubbed your thighs together, trying to create friction.

With your hand lightly moving along his length, covering the part that your mouth couldn’t, he moaned happily and you increased your pace. Obscene noises were filling the air around you.

A moan left your throat and your mouth vibrated around him, causing him to tug at your hair as his tip hit the back of your throat, legs shakily slightly at the sensation. Breathing through your noise, you continued to suck along his length, letting the tip of his cock slide down your throat every time.

“Oh Great Mother!” He breathed out, tightening his grip around your hair which was bunched into his hands making you whine as he continued, “you are so fucking good for me.”

Humming in response to the praise, you then picked up your pace, encouraging Neteyamt to buck his hips into you with his cockhead repeatedly hitting the back of your throat. He loved how gorgeous you looked with his dick stuffed into your mouth, taking him so well.

Tears began to set on your eye waterline as he kept slamming his thick cock into your mouth, you felt his shaft twitch and you began swirling your tongue around him again knowing he was nearing his end. You wanted to feel his length pulsate before his bittersweet cum filled your mouth for you to swallow down.

Suddenly, Neteyam pulled you off him and you cried out at the loss after enjoying pleasing him so much. He chuckled, releasing your hair and sitting up next to you, pressing a kiss to your swollen and spit covered lips. “No, baby. I want to finish with you.”

“Oh.” Your face heated up as his hands grabbed your waist, pushing you down onto your back again.

“My sweet girl.”

He was quick to thrust his knee up to your clothed core making your squirm and whine in relief at the contact. He pressed his warm, soft lips against yours hungrily and you gladly allowed his tongue entry into your own mouth, letting your lips move in a needy rhythm. Your body was sparking, hands pulling him closer to you as Neteyam deepened the kiss.

Gasping at the unexpected contact of Neteyam’s hands massaging your tits again, his tongue dived deeper into your mouth, working against your own as you began shuddering from the light pinches on your hardened nipples.  

He slowly pulled away and his gaze darkened as he looked down at your needy, trembling body. “Looks like I need to take care of my baby, huh?”

Nodding, you slowly grinded yourself against his knee trying to give your throbbing clit the attention it needed. “Please ‘Teyam.”

You needed him. You wanted to feel all of him. You wanted to feel him and only him. You wanted to become one with him.

Neteyam let out a low hum of amusement. The fabric of your loincloth was coated in your arousal, dampening the fabric. “Look how messy you are, my love. You really can’t wait, can you?”

Heat flushed your cheeks and you shook your head, hands leaving him ans moving up to cover your face. You couldn’t help but feel a little bit bashful. “Just want you, ‘Teyam.”

His large hands quickly gripped your wrists, forcing you to show your face again as he bit his lip and stared at you with desire. “Don’t worry, I can’t wait either.”

Releasing your wrists, he began peppering kisses all over your body and your hands rested onto his muscular shoulders. His hands found their way to the sides of your hips as his legs remained between yours. All you wanted to do was buck your hips back into him knowing exactly what would press against your throbbing heat.

Neteyam only let out a small chuckle as he could tell just how riled up you were getting and it made him ravenous. His large hands swayed down to caress your fleshy thighs before he knelt back, swiftly hooking them over his shoulders and you began to squirm as he slowly loosened the thick string holding your loincloth around your hips.

You inhaled sharply at the exposure, feeling his cool breath on your sopping cunt.

“You smell divine, my love.” He looked like a starved man as he gazed up from your glistening heat to your heavy-lided eyes, heaving chest and parted lips. He pressed a few chase kisses on your inner thighs and you swallowed in anticipation.

You were burning for his touch.

A moan erupted within you as he dipped his head down, hot tongue licking up the slick along your folds. Encouraged by your body jolting at the contact of his mouth on your wet pussy, Neteyam slid his tongue into your entrance. Your mewls for him were so sweet and delicate as he began eating you out and he quickly realised that he never wanted to stop as long as you were you were moaning out for him like you currently were whilst tasting so sweet.

Your hands found their way to his hair and began to interlock, clutching his thick braids.

“Oh, ‘Teyam!” You gasped in a mixture of shock and pleasure as his plump lips found your swollen, pulsing clit and you arched your back – desperate for more.

He was sucking at you and flicking his tongue over your bud, his grip so tight around your thighs that you were sure there would be light bruises tomorrow. It only intensified the pleasure building up in your core until he suddenly slipped a long slender finger into your heat and began to slowly push it in and out of you.

“So wet and warm for me baby,” his voice vibrated against you – effectively sending you into a euphoric state as he added another finger into your entrance. His dick was throbbing with the need for you.

All that could be heard around the Tree of Souls was your mewling and the squelching of the love of your life pumping his fingers into you and sucking your clit, causing your walls clenched around him.

Once Neteyam added a third finger, he began to slightly curl them upwards – reaching for your most sensitive spot. And it didn’t take long to find. His digits easily slipped in and out of your velvety heat, reaching for that spongey spot inside of you.

“T-Teyam I-I’m-,” you began to whine, legs writhering in pleasure. Between the attention his mouth was paying to your sensitive bud and his fingers buried deep inside of you, reaching the right spot every time, you knew you were nearing your end. The sensations he gave you were otherworldly, and you knew you couldn’t hang on much longer.

“Come for me, my beautiful mate.”

He quickened his pace, flicking your clit with his wet tongue in an animalistic state. You could feel everything intensifying and you cried out as his fingers hit your g-spot one last time and finally pushed you over the edge.

Your cunt was clenching around his fingers and your felt him smirk against you.

Stars filled your vision and your walls convulsed around him, your moaning and panting filled the air as your orgasm washed over you like a wave. He began harshly lapping up all your juices as you reached the peak of pleasure that he was giving you.

Your whole body was tingling as he carefully removed his fingers, leaving you empty and pressed one softer and loving kiss to your sensitive bud before he leaned back. Lifting your shaking legs off his shoulders, he gently reached for you and pulled you into his warm embrace and your arms loosely wrapped around him – tired from the immense pleasure.

With your head resting over his shoulder, he pressed a kiss to the side of your head and murmered. “You did so well for me, baby.”

A smile graced your lips and your eyes fluttered shut as you kissed the nape of his neck. “You’re wonderful Ma Neteyam.”

His hand made it’s way to your neck and lifted your head, pressing his swollen lips to yours and he held you closer. You could taste yourself on him.

He couldn’t deny how painfully hard he was right now, the whole time he was drinking you, he couldn’t stop thinking about how he wanted to be buried deep inside of your sopping heat.

“Are you sure you want to spend the rest of your life mated to me?”

You laughed lightly, inhaling his comforting scent before pressing soft kisses along his jaw. “Don’t be a skxawng. Of course, I do. There’s nothing else I want more in all of Pandora.”

Neteyam stilled beside you in disbelief. “Really?”

“I want it so bad,” you moaned against his lips. “I want to make Tsaheylu with you and spend the rest of my life with you. I want to have a family and grow old with you, wherever it takes us… I’m there.” You could feel his long, hard length pressing against you. “I want your cock inside of me.”

He chuckled - heart rushing at your words and reached for your long, thick braid that protected your queue.

“I am so incredibly and undoubtedly in love with you, Ma ‘Teyam.”

“I feel the exact same for you, my love.” He reached for his own queue and lifted it to yours. The tendrils were poking out and desperately reaching to touch.

When your queue’s finally made contact and intertwined, everything changed. You both gasped out, panting at the deep-rooted connection and you gazed into each other’s orbs through your lashes with dilated pupils. Connecting in a way that you had never before.

Your hearts beat together as one. Your breathed together as one. You felt together as one. Passion, desire, longing, love, acceptance and understanding swirled between you both. Everything was heightened and intensified between you both now.

And with that, your mouths hungrily crashed together – swapping saliva and the lingering taste of your juices. Your legs moved to straddle him in an upright position.

Neteyam’s large hands roamed your body, caressing your curves and cupping the flesh of your ass until he was lying on his back with you hoisted over him, straddling his hips. Groaning into your lips, he bucked his hips up to your wet heat making you moan. His hard, thick length begging for your touch.

“Ride me, baby?” he rasped, staring at your perfect body through his dark and determined eyes. His fingers tickled your torso as they moved up your body before cupping your tits in his hands.

“Fuck, yes please.” You breathed out, grinding your wet and sensitive folds over his bare shaft.

The sensation alone caused you both to whine at having no barrier separate you both. You repeated your actions, sliding along his length – coating his member in your slick and you couldn’t get over just how thick his girth was before the bulbous tip of his cock brushed against your clit causing you to gasp in pleasure.

Netaym was about to lose his mind. His hands rested on your hips, halting your movements. “Y/N, as much as I love this. I think I will die if I’m not inside you soon.”

You giggled slightly, reaching down to wrap your hand around the base of his dick. “Can’t have that now, can we my mate?” And with that, your grasp around his length tightened slightly before your guiding the tip towards your entrance before you began to sink down.

He entered you in one swift motion and cry escaped your lips at how easily he slid into you and how much fucking better it felt to have him inside you. It was overwhelming to be so close and consumed in one another.

He was stretching your walls apart in a way he had never done so before. Your soaking warm cunt was clenching around Neteyam’s member and he swears that has never felt so truly at loss for words before. Usually, he would never surrender to anything, trying to remain a strong Olo’eyktan-in-training, but right now he felt completely at your mercy. Your bare velvety walls around him had his balls throbbing and his he couldn’t stop thinking about his cum painting your walls white within the next second.

As soon as you lifted up slightly, feeling his thick cock glide against your slippery heat, Neteyam groaned and bit his lip whilst his hands gripped your thighs.

“You feel so fucking good.” You breathed out, resting your hand on his torso for balance

A moan erupted in his throat, “you’re incredible.”

You slowly slid back down onto his cock, adjusting to his size and moaning at the feeling of him filling you up so full and completely as your tail swayed behind you.

Before you could move again, voices echoed in the distance of the forest and your froze but Neteyam only smirked and gripped your waist tightly.

Your eyes were wide as you looked down at your mate from your intimate position. You swallowed nervously. “I think there’s people coming here.”

“So let them,” he looked at you with lustful and determined eyes. Your core clenched around him and he groaned, “let them know that you belong to me.”

And suddenly, you were on your back with wide eyes, gasping at the new angle where Neteyam’s massive cock was still sheathed inside of your tight hole. His words had your walls subconsciously fluttering around him as he pulled back until his tip teased your entrance.

“Neteyam!” You gasped out at his action and the different persona he now portrayed. Your hands gripped onto his biceps as he slammed his hips up into yours – cock hitting deep within you and balls slapping against your ass. Your delicate, oversensitive walls were barely managing but it felt so fucking good and you craved this new sensation more.

“Feel amazing, baby. You’re taking me so well.”

Your legs were hooked over his hips and his lips pressed against yours before he began thrusting into your soaking pussy. His pace was slow and deep; you could feel ever single inch of him as he impaled his thick, long cock into you.

The lewd noise of your skin slapping against each other filled the surrounding area along with your desperate mewls and moans. Each time Neteyam’s hips smoothly met yours, he was reaching so deeply into you. Neither of you could overcome the bare sensation of feeling each other.

“Someone will h-hear us ‘T-Teyam!” You panted, concerned about other Na’Vi seeing or hearing you both.

“I want them to,” he grunted darkly. The voices were still heard in the distance, “let them hear that you’re my mate.”

A loud cackle filled your ears. “Come Ka’ani! Over here.” It was the group of warriors that had harassed your earlier today before Neteyam intervened.

“Let them know how good I make you feel. That you’re mine and I’m yours. That they’ll never have you.” Neteyam moaned out at your tightening around him, his deep, rich voice making your heart swell and your legs tighten around his hips – pulling him even closer to you if that was even possible. It caused his pelvic bone to rub against your clit each time with his deep thrusts whilst your tits bounced along.

“Oh, Netayam!” You gasped out at a particularly rough thrust and your head fell back into the grass underneath you and your back arched in delight at the feeling of his large cock sliding back and forth along your wet, velvety core.

“Fuck. Can’t wait to cum so deep in you…” He grunted before abruptly pulling out of you, causing you to whine at the loss. Your hands fell to your sides as he leaned away to hook his arms under your legs and pushed your knees against your chest.

What the fuck is he doing?

“N-Netyam,” you tried to put your legs back down but he was holding them in place and his strength ignited a deeper arousal within you.

He hooked your legs over his shoulders whilst his hard member rubbed against your throbbing folds. You mewled loudly at the contact, staring at the grin on your mate’s face. He knew exactly what he was doing. He knew this position was going to be too deep for you. And you knew that you would cry and moan out even louder than he had already made you.

“T-Teyam,” you bite your lip, whining. You were still so sensitive. “You’re too big.”

He failed miserably at hiding the smile on his face. “I know baby, just think of how deep I’ll be able to cum in your cunt and how those fucking skawngs will have no choice but to hear me make love to you and claim you as mine. They won’t ever dare to approach you again.”

The thought made you roll your hips against his length. You couldn’t deny how much you wanted it.

He leaned down, connecting your lips vehemently.

“You feel this, my love?” He began with a smirk, large hand covering the lower part of your stomach, just below your belly button.

You nodded with a shaky breath. “Y-yeah.”

“This is where you’re gonna feel me cum, baby.”

“T-Teyam ugnhhh.” You cried out in euphoria as Neteyam slipped his cock back into your entrance and thrusted up into you hard. You jolted back from impact and your hands reached out holding onto his strong arms for support. He thrusted into you a few times grunting until he was buried into your heat to the hilt, balls deep whilst the tip of his cock was kissing your cervix causing you to gasp.

“Oh, fuck! Great Mother!”

Netayam only took your hand in his, placing it over between your hips where his own hand once was. He pushed his hips further into yours and you swear you could feel him in your throat. “You feel that, my love? You feel how well your pretty pussy takes my big cock?” hepanted, pressing the palm of your hand down making your gasp lightly once you felt the head of his cock inside of you – bulging out.

“Neteyam!” You moaned, eyes fluttering shut.

“Good girl. That’s it. Scream my name so the whole forest can hear that you belong to me now.” He placed his hands on either side of you, allowing you to hold onto his arms again whilst your legs remained over his shoulders and his hip began to snap into you. He slid into you so easily.

“So perfect for me,” he grunted, speeding up his pace causing you to whine uncontrollably at the overwhelming feeling of his dick so deep inside you, all from the new position he was reaching spots that you didn’t even know existed.

Neteyam’s balls smacked against your ass whilst sounds of your wetness echoed. You began to raise your hips slightly to meet his thrusts and waves of euphoria began to fill your senses.

Your silky heat clenched around him and a deep grunt escaped Neteyam’s throat as he quickened his pace. “You gonna cum again, Ma Y/N? You want me to stuff you full of my seed when you cream around my cock?”

“Y-yes p-please ungh.” You struggled to get words out between his deeps thrusts and you could feel him shudder slightly, signalling that he was close.

“Look at me, my love. Wanna see you cum around me.” Neteyam’s hips ruthlessly slammed into you, relentlessly hitting the perfect spot inside you every time. “Fuck, baby you feel so good. You’re so amazing. So good for me.”

His skin was hot against yours as you pulled him in for a brief kiss. Pulling, back you blearily gazed into his eyes. “Cum inside me ‘Teyam.”

Moans, cries and grunts of pure bliss surrounded Vitrautral with the scent of sex as Neteyam continued to deeply impale you with his cock. He revelled in the way your soaked cunt clenched around him with every thrust and he knew that you’d be falling apart for him soon.

The intensity of truly feeling each other was becoming overwhelming and your lungs were gasping for air. Every stroke of his bare cock inside your tightening walls suddenly had you on the edge.

“Go on my love. Cum for me. Let your pussy cream all over me, baby.”Neteyam’s low voice remained deep and was filled with love whilst throaty moans of his own filled the air. He quickened his pace and it felt like he was going impossibly deeper into your squelching pussy as you began to quiver around him.

“T-Teyam I’m g-gonna-”

“Good girl, let go for me.” He encouraged you, thrusting harder into your heat whilst your walls gripped him like a vice, sucking him in.

His words finally sent you over the edge and you moaned out in ecstasy, uncontrollably convulsing around him as he began chasing his own high. Your body was shaking in pleasure as Neteyam let your legs fall back down around his hips and your hands found their way, intertwining with his dark locks whilst your mouth was agape. He continued to pound into you through your own orgasm and you soon felt him pulsate inside of you around your quivering pussy.

“Cum, Ma ‘Teyam. Fill me up. Make me yours.”

And so, he pressed his lips to yours once more with his fangs grazing your plump lips, pumping into you a few more times before burying himself deep within you – with the most beautiful rich moan vibrating against your mouth, for the first time he emptied himself within your walls. His hot white seed endlessly spurted against your womb.

A high-pitched exhale left your throat, mixing in with your pants and Neteyam’s soft groans of pleasure as he finished emptying himself inside of you.

He slowly pulled his softening member out and you let out a quiet moan as you felt his cum trickle out of your battered cunt. Collapsing beside you, queue’s still connected, he wrapped his arms around you as you leaned against him with your body aching in pleasure.

As you both tried to catch your breath, he nestled his head into yours and soothingly rubbed his hands over your body. The glow from the Tree of Souls vines illuminating each other alongside the bioluminescent freckles that littered over each other’s bodies.

“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“I’m yours, Neteyam. Forever and always.”

He tenderly kissed the side of your forehead. “Forever and Always.”

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The sound of slapping and high-pitched moans and cries filled the young Omatikaya warrior’s twitching ears as he trailked behind his friends within the forest of Pandora.

“Come, Ka’ani! Over here.” Takuk called out to him, pulling his attention away from the obscene noises.

“I’m coming-” he began but was soon cut off by what sounded like Y/N’s voice in pure ecstasy.

“Fuck! Oh, Great Mother!”

Ka’ani stilled at the sound. Takuk was jogging over to him, giving his friend a confused look. “Bro, what are you doing?”

“Neteyam!” You voice bounced off the trees around them, the faint glow of the Tree of Souls in the near distance.

Ka’ani groaned as Takuk let out an exasperated sigh. “Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me.”

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[barbthebuilder]

This is my parting message

I gave myself time to think and talked to some people about this and I have decided to say goodbye to y'all.

Time here has been great and I loved pretty much every second of it. However, I want to focus on my real life now. Tumblr became too big of a part of my life for my comfort. Basically, I think it will be better if I quit.

I don't regret this blog. It made me very comfortable in my identity, it educated me, it made me feel loved and brave and powerful.

But it's over.

I can't thank you enough for everything you have done for me. For every like, comment, reblog, ask, tag, message and boop.

So... this is it. This is the end. This has been such a wonderful journey :')

Special thanks to:

@our-genderfluid-experience - great place to tell your story

@genderfluid-culture-iss - Bro letting people just spill the most relatable shit ever. Loving it.

@our-queer-experience - so much good info! Educated me a lot.

@hefkerut - I just want you to know you're an incredible person and I will always remember you. Like, seriously girl. I had such a blast with ya. You also always reblog the best shit?? You rock.

@genderoftoday - always provided me with content to reblog. Also, funny.

@genderfluid-info-blog - actually, such a smart person. Gives great advice and provides us with so many microlables. Mad respect.

@mxl4vrie - THANK YOU FOR THE FANART I SOMETIMES LOOK AT IT AND SMILE :DDD

@rat0

@popcorn-plots

@aegosexual-moments - you made me realize I'm aegosexual! Thanks a lot!

@alwaysprey

@sundry-whovengerslocked

@fruityracoons - dude, you were such a great support. Thanks for always checking up on me.

@frogofalltime

@foxinasuit - you actually made me realize I want to quit lmao I'm not leaving your side tho hehehe >:)

@joker1315 - always a pleasant conversation with this one! I still remember how you helped me with all that technical stuff :)

@kodiescove - learned a lot from you

@korane06

@littlemisspipebomb

@zuuriell

@crowdsourcedgender - you are doing such a good job. Keep it up! Thank you for always being a great help.

@candy8448

@baking-potato-27

@bhawk-goose - ur so funny hehehe

@banethebloodgoat

@night-rhea

@treion-is-back - I still remember you. Good luck.

@allknowingbirb

@i-am-an-arson-enthusiast

@spacewives-in-spacetime

@queen-mihai

@a-random-mooshroom - YOOOOO you were so fun to interact with!! All the best!!

@bibirb - thanks for supporting my Yellow Dog account and being one of the first followers!

@pronouncounter - count those pronouns

@pronoun-checks - keep it up!

@ghostsofchernobyl

@that-bisexual

@slender-genderfluid - okay, I have no relation to you but I think you're cool

@hijkay

@artistic-scribbles

@frogofalltime

@thegeniusidiotnstickmerchant3728 - you are so cool and so nerdy and SO WERID I am obssesed with you and I need to study you in the laboratory or put you in a maze with traps idk I will miss you sm

And many more! I'm sure I haven't tagged everyone and I'm sorry if I missed somebody :c I appreciate you regardless!!

Goodbye! May the gender euphoria be upon ya!

[mariposa666haruka]

"Awaken" (Harbingers X Fem!Reader) #00

This may mostly count as Dottore x reader...but I am thinking of making different routes for each character when the right time comes. I also wished to make the reader gender neutral but....to be honest I am afraid to do so. I do not want to make anyone uncomfortable with my unintentional mistakes and let's say I do not have a good experience with it. That is why I decided to go with a female reader (I identify myself as a female and it is much easier for me that way.)

Also this part is more of a prologue than a chapter so that is how I am marking it. It may even stay in my drafts for a while but we do not talk about that....heheh.

Warnings: Reader has long hair in this chapter cause she has been asleep for a long time and did not get a haircut in years. in this fic Pantalone has dark purple eyes.

Word count: 761

You open your eyes to a very bright light, facing the roof as you were lied down. Aside from the extreme brightness - that made your eyes shut tightly again - you could feel a quit cold liquid enter your body from your right arm....a serum?...You slowly sat up and rubbed your eyes with your free hand to ease the pain from looking at the bright light for too long.

Your body hurt....you were in pain, like you had not moved your limbs for a very long time; not to mention your brain was still hazy, furthermore you were not sure about what you were doing before getting inside this room that was very much like a medical lab filled with all sorts of big devices which most of them were connected to your feet and right arm.

Slowly looking down, you find yourself in a very delicate icy dress with long yet loose and see through sleeves.

Despite feeling pain in your arms, you carefully remove whatever is connected to your body. The cold liquid smelled strange, you could not put your hand on its name though.

Your legs felt weak as you stood up and held onto the wall. It hurt to just stand, you could not imagine how painful walking would be.

You soon dragged yourself out of the room and hissed at the sudden coldness. "Why is it... so cold?" Even talking hurt. Your throat itched and your vocal cores had a hard time making any sound. You decided not to talk until getting yourself a glass of water.

The temperature seemed to drop further as you walked closer to what looked like an exit door; it opened easily after pushing a random button and soon you were hit with even a colder air, as it was way chillier outside the room.

If one were to look from afar, They would see a female figure walking down the corridor, helplessly holding into the wall; which was exactly what the great Regrator was witnessing.

' A woman...coming out of The Doctor's lab.....? Is she perhaps a new test subject?" He thought, taking into account how unlikely it was to see a test subject of the infamous Doctor healthy enough to escape the laboratory. They were not even left alive most of them times. Pantalone was already used to hearing screams and cries of help outside of that cursed lab; but a woman - in a really decent and nice dress - making it out without in any blood on her? That sure was a rare sight to see and he possibly could not contain his curiosity; Therefore his legs led him towards you.

Your legs had given up carrying your weight any further, that is why all you managed to do was to sit down where you were, the wall behind you supporting your back.

"Well well, what do we have here? What are you doing here little darling?~ in such light clothes too; you'll catch a cold if not careful." Said the dark haired man, who seemed to be wearing glasses or shall I say that was what your weak eyes were seeing? You barely could see how his facial features looked like.

On the other hand, The Ninth Harbinger took a good look at your face and how your long hair covered your shoulders down to your belly; as if it had not been cut for centuries, despite that, your hair was completely clean and your body seemed to be freshly washed.....you felt like you had taken a bath the night before, as you felt a certain freshness lingering to your skin.

Back to the jet black haired man, he was talking to you but all you heard were uncoherent words, so you began mumbling words of your own.

"Zandik....where is..Zandik....cold...I must....find..him."

Pantalone's eyes widened at the name you just whispered. You knew of of The Doctor's true name?.....unexpected yet impressive.

"Zandik.."

"Oh little darling~ I'll take you to Zandik" He chuckled and wrapped his big warm coat around you. He then picked you up carefully and almost laughed at how you pressed your cold face to his warm chest.

It has been a very long time since the last time he was this much amused by someone....and you weren't even conscious yet. He wondered how entertaining you would be once you were fully awake.

The Regrator walked towards the harbingers' meeting room, where every single harbinger would have been gathered there by now.

Oh how impatient he was to witness their expressions once they saw the woman in his arms.

[beautiful-basque-country]

You may know Mexican youtuber Luisito Comunica. He's a huge one on the platform, with +40M suscribers, very well-known for his travel vlogs among other things.

Well, he's visited EH and made a video about his experience here. He had some pintxos in Donosti, and learnt about our traditional sports and food. Nothing special for a travel video. But oooh, what he said, WHAT HE DARED TO SAY, has made all Spanish fatxas nationalists come out of their cave.

Luisito said EH "is a country trapped between Spain and France that has defended its fascinating culture for centuries". When talking about our language, he noted how ancient and singular it is, as well as the repression endured for centuries "that [Basques] knew how to support like warriors".

And these are some examples of what Spanish twitter had to say:

"Luisito Comunica buys the independentist narrative and says the Basque Country is a "little country politically trapped between the Spanish and French divisions".

"Luisito Comunica the second he steps on the Basque Country; hehehe, look Lois! I joined ETA hehehe"

"Luisito Comunica, purebred from the Basque Country", and then "Luisito Comunica" wrongly translated to Basque.

"I'd like to know if public money was used for this that Luisito Comunica made full of lies, like the Basque Country is a COUNTRY trapped between Spain and France while Bildu posters are shown or that Basque people were sacrificed for speaking in Basque".

"In his latest video, Luisito Comunica says that the Basque country is an independent country, wtf is this, the Basque "Country" is an autonomous community even if it annoys the assholes that live thinking otherwise; ETA was very harmful back in the day and we seem to forget it, fuck".

The hatred they feel for us and anyone and everyone that supports us is immeasurable.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

A reader in TW with character and Power abilities from Chinsaw Man? I think she will fit well into this universeXD

Chainsaw Man Reader | Yandere Twisted Wonderland

You most certainly are an odd one, even without the little chainsaw tug hanging from your chest. When you gain the favor of your harem newfound friends and they raise alarm to the minimalistic crappy style of life. Nonetheless, you're still smiling and happily eating the rations you’ve been ‘gifted’. And while the smallest things mean the most to you nobody expected your face to turn into this chainsaw demon when Crowley asked you to clear out some trees

“What? You asked me to clear it out didn’t you?”

Trey Clover

“O-oh my–huh?”

Dude is bewildered beyond belief

But ultimately he doesn’t mind your power

Because you’re still dependent on him

You’re always sticking close to him 

“Oh, Angel of all things delicious! Do you have anything for me to eat!”

“Not right now..but I’m going to make something now if you want?”

“Yeeessss!”

He loves how happy you are to eat his food

Subsequently loving him since he feeds you for free

He’s acutely aware of your disparity with emotions 

But he doesn’t care

Especially when you’re so willing to do anything for it

“So all I have to do is just not talk to them and I’ll get sweets forever?”

“Yeah…you also can’t tell them why okay?”

Azul Ashengrotto

“Wait wait so if you want me to enlist your services you just want…”

“A place to stay!”

“Yes and…”

“Meals and that I get to touch some nipples!”

“...yeah…just anybody’s will do?”

“Yup!”

Please let it be his

He sees how easily you’re willing to stray despite your massive power

“I can’t let them go…they may be able to do that but they don’t understand this world. They don’t understand anything so it's only right that I keep—take them in.”

In a way, he does think of you like a dog, only in your brain though

You wonderfully don’t have much morale other than comfortability

“That’s perfect! So we have a deal then.”

Dire Crowley

“AAAAA I’m sorry for not giving you a bigger budget! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

He’s probably the most shaken

Suddenly he’s worried his generosity isn’t enough 

Despite suddenly giving more and encouraging students to house you while he revamps Ramshackle

But once he calms down and he sees you genuinely hold no resentment

Specifically, after he offered you some takeout

With a sweat drop, he suddenly starts showing up around you more often

Praising you and letting you take breaks

And eventually, a proposal is made to send you to someone who will experiment on you for your condition

Granted Crowley has…cleaned up quite a few messes himself 

But once he does he realizes this will never stop 

But who are they to take his baby bird from him…even if you turn into a chainsaw creature on occasion 

Nonetheless, he’s decided you cannot be seen, touched, or otherwise 

Where safer than in his own little nest

It’ll take some time to get it ready, but he’ll be generous with his creation so that you can be comfy when he makes the move

“No worries (Y/n) I’ve already begun preparing the nest for you to stay in!”

“Ewww I wouldn’t want to live in a nest. That’d be cramped and scratchy.”

“No no *ahem* it’s a house or room rather…”

“Oh! Will there be food?”

“...uh…yes, yes there will be is.”

“Yay!”

Ace Trappola

“Oi oi could you do the hedges for the Heartslabyul hedges? Sure’d save me loads of time.”

“Eh?! I don’t want Riddle to yell at me…”

“I'll let you touch my balls.”

“YES SIR! Those hedges will be cut! “

“Just trim them, make shapes if you wanna. I don’t care.”

Leans into your carnal desires the most

Dangling food and sex to get what he wants from you

He loves it though

In private he blushes like crazy 

totally taking advantage of your eagerness

He gets off on just about everything you do

But part of the fun is pretending he’s just this cool unbothered love interest

“Hehehe look at you sucking like that~like a dog.”

Now while you may be the one with chainsaws 

He’s the one who actually sets you on them 

Or decides to do something about the ones who want to do the same

“They might have said they’ll do anything but I’m letting you know now they will not be. Especially since you’re not going to be able to ask.”

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Kinda sick of the racism from nonblacks (i say nonblacks because it ain't just the whites tho it's mainly them!) in the spiderverse fandom because why does black ppl centering themselves in fiction (you know cuz we never can have ANYTHING) bother them so much??

"Hobie would choose a white girl over you" "why does miles have to be with someone black" "why does he always have to have a black reader" like Ummmm DO Y'ALL NOT HEAR HOW DUMB AND IGNORANT YOU SOUND?

We gotta gatekeep the black characters in this fandom until ppl know how to act right and stop getting besides themselves

PREACH!!!!!! CAUSE LIKE -- People out here are really disturbed that they *checks notes* were reminded black people exist? black people being found specifically attractive in a way whiteness is CONSTANTLY.

Anti-Blackness, Hobie, & The Black!Reader -

[A SHORT rant about people who have an issue with Black!Readers]

I ALWAYS find it where when people beef with Black people who want to date other Black people.

Because it's 100% racism.

If you think that a Black person dating only Black people is wrong - Anti-blackness is probably the root.

Just kidding it is the root its literally the only solution and explanation hehehe

Because as a trans person - when someone says they're T4T, everyone is fine with that.

Cis people can understand that they will never understand the trans experience, and that trans people may be attracted and want relationships with people who can understand on a personal level.

But when a Black Person say they're 'Black4Black' suddenly that's wrong?? We can't do that??

It's like non-whites cannot grasp that anti-black racism is a very VERY specific experience that we deal with all our lives and we may want partners that can not only support us but relate too. Partners we don't have to explain race shit too.

No- blackness is an experience that HAS to be available to them. Black people's experiences, minds and bodies HAVE to be available for there consumption or we're in the wrong.

We are either there to be consumed (like Hobie is) or ignored (like the Black!Reader is).

All my life I've seen the default OC and default reader be a white person. Readers that don't speak AAVE, that show no attempt at culture outside the 'normal' heteronormative American family.

And suddenly we try to change that for ourselves and that's not cool.

Also - people who say that about Hobie are just outright uneducated.

Hobie is from 1978.

Racial Discrimination in the UK was outlawed in 1965. Regardless of whether you think he's 16 or 19 - Hobie Brown grew up under racial segregation from ages 3-6.

He grew up seeing it - experiencing racism. Living with and being raised by and surrounded by a community of older black people who lived under segregation.

And even after the bill - Racist attitudes would still be surrounding him realistically speaking.

HE'S NOT FROM NOW.

Acting like Hobie has no opinions on that, or experiences, or coping mechanisms or TRAUMA from that - is fucked up.

That's black trauma LOOK AT IT.

So YEAH, A guy who grew up under segregation and a police state would have trauma from it.

But they (racists) wanna sidestep that.

They'll talk all day about Hobie's police related trauma - but not the race thing......okay. Okay, no it's fine. I'm fine.

The idea that Hobie might have unsavory experiences with race makes them uncomfortable. The idea that Hobie would seek out Black Spaces to GET AWAY from white people - makes them foam at the mouth.

Not all white people are racist - but a white person can never understand anti-black racism from a personal view the way Hobie or I or you do.

That's just a fact.

But the idea that there's a special outlet we alone understand about Hobie, and connect with him through, they dislike that.

Anti-Blackness. It's everywhere.

YOINK!! I'M TAKING HOBIE BACK TO THE ANCESTORS. LETS GO.

[octuscle]

So I just got my Chronivac and noticed that it's saying that I used to be a country boy stud with a redneck boyfriend and don't remember any of this, did someone else use one on me without my knowledge

Phew! As far as I can tell, you have purchased a special edition of the Chronivac with a preset already activated. And you started the activation by contacting support. I'm afraid there's not much I can do… At least not until the transformation is complete.

You're sitting in a sports bar with one of your frat brothers. You've just come from rowing training. You're both stars of the university team. Still! Because while you're waiting for your non-alcoholic beer, something starts to change… You were just talking about the upcoming exams. And suddenly you're talking about football. Somehow out of the blue. Fuck university. University pisses you off.

You may not notice it, but the smell in the bar starts to change. Sweat. Beer. Sawdust. Frying fat… Your eyes fall on the man next to you at the bar. Stephen, the captain of the lacrosse team, was just standing there. Now there's someone who looks a lot like Stephen. But he's wearing a sweaty undershirt, has one thumb tucked under his massive belt buckle and has a bottle of beer in the other. His jeans are dirty and he's wearing dusty biker boots. And they are no longer standing on a stylish concrete floor but on an old floorboard covered with sawdust. Stephen turns up his nose. And spits on the floor. What the hell?!?!?! Your bro asks you if you have snuff. You're too confused to be surprised that you pull a can of Copenhagen out of your back pocket. And before you put the tin away again, you take a big pinch yourself.

Something is different. But you don't know what… Caren comes over and asks if you'd like another round of beer. And if you want something to eat. Damn, a big portion of chicken wings and a pitcher of beer would be just the thing right now. But before the food arrives, you have to take a piss. And actually get rid of any other pressure. You glance in the direction of the toilets. The stall has just become free. You signal to your bro that he should follow you straight away. As an appetizer, he gets a load of what's currently building up in your balls.

It was a damn great evening in the bar. The food was good, there was plenty of beer and you were able to cum twice. But you and your buddy had to go to bed early. You had to be at work at 07:00. At the latest. There's a lot to do at the moment. Due to the economic crisis, your fellow citizens have to drive their cars longer than usual. And that means more work for you and your buddy in the workshop. But you love your job!

But you love the end of the day even more. Tonight is burger night at the sports bar. Eileen makes the best and biggest burgers in the county. And every second pitcher of beer is free. And today you have something to celebrate. A city slicker broke down with his show-off car. You don't have that much experience with German tin. But the car eventually purred like a Bavarian cat again. And the snob had to bleed for it. And you finally have the last installment for your garage together. Tomorrow you'll go to Pete at the bank and then tear up the loan agreement. And you'll spend today a local round on that fact. It's only half the price today. Hehehe.

You're the hottest studs in town. Rumor has it that you've bedded every woman under 40. Many women brag that you got them pregnant. You like to jerk off to these stories. Preferably as a couple. You keep your trucker hats on. The one or other dried cum stain can tell stories.

A few weeks ago there was some chick who took pictures of you and shared them on one of those shitty social networks or whatever. She got in touch a few days later and said that the response had been amazing or something. She could turn you into stars. You don't want to be stars. You're already studs. That's quite enough for you. But the good thing is that a whole lot of guys are now coming to your place who want to be fucked by you. And you don't need to be told twice. Your food is on Hank. Because of you, his motel is almost always fully booked since the chick's visit.

The sports bar is still called "Eileen's". Just like it's still called "Hank's Motel". They haven't owned it all for a long time. It's all yours. It may not be obvious to your bro and you, but you're by far the richest people in town. It all started when some rich guy you two were shagging in Hank's presidential suite had a heart attack shortly afterwards. And left you both a million dollars each. There were several cases like that. Inheritances, gifts. One guy even wanted to adopt you both. Shit, you had a stressful time. The workshop during the day, you had to look after your fans in the evening. That damn chick. Until her visit, you had a really relaxed life.

Hell, your life is as relaxed as it can be. There are so many people in this village who owe you a hell of a lot. Literally. And figuratively. You might not have as much energy as you used to. But you still have a hell of a lot of sex!

Caren comes over and asks if you'd like another round of beer. And if you want something to eat. Damn, a big portion of chicken wings and a pitcher of beer would be just the thing right now. But before the food arrives, you have to take a piss. And actually get rid of any other pressure. You glance in the direction of the toilets. The stall has just become free. You signal to your bro that he should follow you straight away. As an appetizer, he gets a load of what's currently building up in your balls. Good things never change!

[defender-of-jouvente]

HEY!!!!

Apparently this is what we're doing now? Making blogs? Or something. And I don't wanna be left out! So here I am!!!

I'm Isabeau (he/him), ex-defender from Jouvente, currently traveling with the Saviors of Vaugarde. Nice to meet you!

(Could you call this an Isablog....? Hehehe.)

{Rules/Info Below Cut}

the only reason i'm not sharing who i am is because i'm a coy bastard. iykyk !! ::] (mod uses they/ze/he pronouns mostly. dubbed "mundie" by noah/miramod)

indeterminate amount of years of rp experience, although its definitely more than you think, if that even matters to anyone. probably over a decade? who knows. most of it was oc stuff though so this is a fresh new challenge for me (yippie!!)

isabeau rp blog, currently set in act 1.

heads up for full game spoilers!! seriously!!!!

majority of assets (as well as the game itself) used on this blog are directly from isat and thus made by insertdisc5 unless otherwise stated. things like sprites and portraits may be edited as i see fit.

instances of textboxes are put together in the ISAT Dialogue Maker.

Anon: On and will remain so as long as you lot behave.

Magic!Anon: Currently not allowed, several stashed in inbox.

Interactions: Allowed and welcome! I may not get to every one, for a rainbow variety of reasons I won't get into. I will simply do my best! (Note: You don't have to be in the "group" listed below to interact! Come n hang!)

Plot: Follows the general shenanigans/story of @a-traveling-star, @housemaiden-of-change, @studies-of-nothing, @snacksleader, and @loopadoop ! {hi folks}

Rules:

No sexual content. Try to keep it PG-13 in that regard. Everything else follows the general standards of the actual game-- things may get heavy, so please take care!

No harassment. I feel like this won't exactly discourage any potential attempts, but its good to set boundaries. If I deem your ask legitimately hurtful I'm just gonna delete/ignore it.

Try to stay on topic! Goofs are welcome, but try not to derail during plot/story heavy moments.

Spoilers and potentially triggering content will be tagged as such. If you have something you need tagged, shoot me an ask and I'll do my best to cover it.

Joke asks are fine as long as you behave. Me n Isabeau both have thick skin, but try not to push it.

You can talk to the mod/mun, but I may not always respond. If something is surrounded by {} <- these brackets, that's probably me speaking. Remember to address me if you want to actually, like, talk to me.

[munsons-mutiny]

I’ve had this headcanon forever and it’s just never come up anywhere, so I figured it’s time to write about it.

Caleb’s spell that he makes for Veth, Widogast’s Transmorigification, has major implications for Exandria’s trans population! This could be the magical equivalent of top or bottom surgery only it’s down to a biological level! I’m sure they’ve had their own procedures, but a body that you can personally design does seem like an upgrade from whatever technology/magic they have available!

I like to believe that Caleb doesn’t think about the spell in that context at first, why would he? It was designed for someone with a different type of body dysphoria, and he doesn’t interact with too many trans people (at least that he knows, I have no clue if he knows about Yussa, and they haven’t seen Bryce in ages).

But once he starts teaching, and establishes himself as a safe space for queer kids (you can’t tell me the empire is super open minded, especially their most prestigious traditional institution) the application becomes obvious. The first time his favorite student, a small purple tiefling named Aza who reminds him so much of Molly it hurts, comes to him mid-breakdown because of how bad the dysphoria is the solution just immediately pops into his head. He could fix this for her, give her the body she should’ve been born in.

He comforts her the best he can and then calls a meeting of the lgbt club he has set up (it’s run under the radar to make it safe even for students who aren’t out to their peers yet). Where he gives a presentation on the spell, and it’s capabilities, even has Veth come in to show the results and have her talk about her experience and if there had been any side effects.

A couple students in the room cry at the possibility, some remain uninterested, but many are enraptured with the idea.

In what seems like the blink of an eye Caleb has suddenly become an underground queer hero, he starts performing the spell free of cost to anyone who wants it and is above the legal age (you just have to help dig up the clay if you can). Ends up having a whole medical procedure to the spell, where he takes them to the blooming grove (which I imagine has plenty of clays heheh) where it’s peaceful and they can talk everything over with caduceus before and after. Who can guide them through their feelings much better than Caleb though he always tries his best. He always offer the option to go back as well (though they have to wait a year, which is of course stated beforehand) if it isn’t the solution they were hoping for.

(Totally off track but I fully believe Caduceus ends up super involved in Caleb’s queer club, there’s so little aro ace rep and seeing someone whose so confident in it would be so helpful for them, and I think it would be so comforting for Caddy to see others like him and to know he’s not alone in that)

They keep the whole operation quiet, but it spreads silently throughout the queer community, Astrid even stepping in a time or two to keep it off the Assembly’s radar (She may be straight, but she’s poly with a bi partner, and I believe she’ll use her powers for causes she believes in for better or worse. Thankfully this is one of them).

There’s still discrimination against the queer community, but this quiet movement starts to spread to the point that almost every member of the nein is involved. Beau uses her connections at the Soul to get new documentation for people with proper names and pronouns. Yasha starts running Rexxentrum’s first self-sustainable lgbt safehouse for kids with nowhere to go (the garden is incredible). Jester and Fjord turn Fjord’s old orphanage into a second lgbt safehouse after he gets it shut down. Veth adds lgbt education to her camps curriculum, and is an advocate for same sex healthcare in the Nicodranas school system. She has a tunic that says proud mother of a bisexual wizard that she wears a little too often much to Caleb’s chagrin. Even Kingsley (illegal pirate king that he may be, my beloved) ends up becoming as involved as possible in Caleb’s group. Loves learning more about gender identity, and becomes the first Plank King to be openly gender fluid (probably who knows, I don’t know much about Darktows history but I def didn’t get super queer vibes). Makes sure Dark-Tow is accepting of all who turn to piracy, and imposes harsh laws against discrimination.

Essek looks on all of this with pride, so proud of Caleb and even the small role that he got to play in the spells creation. It’s the first time he gets to see something he helped with create good in the world. With Caleb’s permission he ends up sneaking back into the dynasty and leaving a copy of the finished spell on the Bright Queens desk, with a big created by Caleb Widogast across it (with whatever the wizard equivalent of copyright is). In a culture that centers around rebirth in different bodies, the idea that you could choose to have your original body back is a big deal. Dysphoria after consecuted individuals get their magic back is a huge problem within the dynasty, and it does Essek a lot of good to know that he’s done something actually helpful for his country.

Basically this got super long winded and out of hand, and I know Matt has largely cut homophobia, transphobia, and non-fantasy racism from Exandria but this idea would just not leave me alone!! And either way the spells implications for a gender affirming procedure are still super relevant.

[ewesless]

My humble answer is...

I LOVE IT.

(Romance-y stuff first then the section below that is…other activities)

Content Warning for any other readers: Canon x Canon, Crossdressing, BDSM Dynamics, tons and tons of personal interpretations and almost a fic outline

MY FRIEND, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE??

At first glance someone might think, "They're too unalike, they have no common interests. Barbatos is too cool for him and Levi hates him because he's successful, confident and widely respected." And one would be wrong!! The main things they have in common are Gaming, Sewing, Creating Artwork and Cooking (in that order only because Levi's still a hobbyist and Barbatos's love of baking and cooking is on par with Levi's fanatical love of Ruri-chan.)

Barbatos may not be into watching anime or reading manga, but he buys merch for Diavolo and is supportive of a substantial number of things Diavolo does (which extends to Levi hehehe) but he is a major gamer. In two different events (Cyber and Smash Devils) and in a variety of OM daily chats he games with Levi as well as plays his recommended games (and Levia-chan gets his little scaly ass handed to him when they play!)

One of my favorite scenarios for them developing into a couple is that Levi finds out what an awesome sewist he is (HDD 2021 card "An Amazing Outfit for You" and Belphie's Plushie card are two examples) and is awestruck. "PLEASE teach me your techniques! What is your secret?!?" But Barbatos doesn't just teach him, he makes him things too! Costumes, does his Makeup, Props, plushies and food replication!

I headcanon that Barbatos takes Diavolo and Leviathan to conventions too, they could absolutely group cosplay. Barbatos is a gamer so we know they already chat and hang out online, and Barbatos has been to his room multiple times now so it's not implausible that they'd like to hang out 1 on 1 too. (In Otaku Podcast Mini Barbatos scares the shit out of him by how familiar he mades himself with Levi's room and the secret box he has) If LEVI lets someone not just touch his things and explore them (oop lol that sounds….) but lets him rearrange his things and even advise him on what to do about them you know that is some deep, deep, trust and approval. He admires him a lot too, he experiences jealousy and idolizes him too so we know that Levi already has strong feelings about him!!

I think that whenever Barbatos would show him approval or acknowledgement it would direct hit something deep inside him that is painfully wounded and mend a little crack in his heart. I think Levi needs to impress others, but won't admit it. He's too caught up in the "normies can kick rocks! Get rekt! I don't care what those people think!" but he obviously felt the pressure of Barbatos's expectations to a degree near that of Lucifer's because he was almost in tears from the stress of working with them (he chose them!) during Luke's Birthday in 2022. So I think making him proud of him or surpassing his expectations (Shrodinger's High/Low expectations lol) would be important to him. I don't really read Levi's (or anyone else's) romantic options and don't go out of my way to read his cards, so this is mostly based off of my interpretations from events and storylines. I don't feel confident in my characterization either. Somebody is going to hate on me for that some day. I can feel it.

Oh, but back to the topic. So they start hanging out in order to do sewing and that leads to talking about all kinds of things and warming up more. Levi is like, "Wait what?? You mean…he's not as intimidating and far above us as I thought???" Barbatos cooks for him whenever he gets hungry or has already prepared bentos and other anime themed foods and teaches him how to recreate/copycat for him too. So as they bond Levi accepts that he really is a friend of his and not just his big brother's coworker/the Royal Butler/Popular Guy and humoring him. He subtly starts to tell him about his interest in crossplaying too (Legendary Dame, HELLO~) and while that's not really something Levi HIDES (he did) that Barbatos responds positively and supportively (Diavolo too, he cosplayed RURI and Barbatos cosplayed Azuki-tan in support and to show their appreciation for Levi and his interests in the S2 Anime!)

So Levi dresses up and is all blushy and nervous and feeling excited and happy because he's just so COOL about this!? AND GIVES MAKEUP ADVICE THAT EVEN ASMO HADN'T KNOW??? (Dame card) And the first thing Barbatos does is tells him he looks cute and wears it well, he compliments his dress and makeup! (Or beautiful, depends on whether he's in a magical girl outfit or if he's cosplaying someone elegant like the Kuudere Elf Queen Seraphina)

So after this, one thing leads to another and Barbatos crossplays with him (He self vowed that Legendary Dame was never again, but I am going to just say that that doesn't mean he's banned from other elegant femme attire) Levi doki-dokis like crazy! So now he's down bad for Lady!Barbatos, "B-but that's just because of the character he's portraying, right?? I don't have a crush on my big brother's co-worker/the Royal Butler/The Popular Guy????"

Barbatos got so excited about sewing for MC and dressing MC up that not once, but twice he gets carried away and starts taking measurements or holding clothes up to their figure (promptly apologizes and then we can't even acknowledge it) So maybe that happens with Levi too and now that Levi has doki-dokis when Barbatos gets that close to him HORMONAL EXPLOSION~. "Ooooookay, that definitely isn't just because of the character he was cosplaying" lols anxiously

Where this goes is going to be non-specific because I love endless possibilities, but definitely gets intimate. Possibly the first time they get frisky is while in cosplay (Levi is like a teenage boy in a 30 year old body, I swear. And then you have Barbatos who pops off with those romantic and suggestive dialogues to tease like WHAAAAAAAT??? So, he would totally egg (lol unintended) him on and turn him into a flustered sweaty mess without even taking his own clothes off.) 70% probability of while couple cosplaying a yuri or yaoi ship, but they go all the way as themselves and after a barrier is overcome (Levi's self-esteem and his doubts about whether the person he's into is ACTUALLY? FOR REAL??? SERIOUS??? You're not just messing with me and going to humiliate me and then gloat about it because I'm a socially awkward otaku loser and you're a hot demon butler whose effortlessly perfect?) So it would be a combination of shame/comfort and hurt/comfort…maybe?

Their first anniversary gift from Barbatos would be a fully custom designed outfit for them to wear, there would be a necklace or other jewelry included in a hidden treasure way and it would have an engraved message on the back/inside along with a handwritten letter. Levi's would be a physical photo album with their cosplay adventures and outings/pilgrimages/foodie tours and one-day vacation photos with sweet notes and memories written on the backs of them. (I'm not very good at this type of romance tbh, but memories and keepsakes are important to them both)

On a side note they have SO MUCH KINK CHEMISTRY. Levi wants to be bullied, humiliated, called names and degraded? Barbatos is absolutely brutal with all of this, and probably has Dacryphilia to some extent (cough MAMMON) He would not be against-- on second thought this part got too explicit. [SNIP]

He would be creative at this in subtle ways, even during normal group conversations, that would leave Levi speechless and doki-doki'ing. On the flipside, Barbatos praises and shows his gratitude in significant ways so this would extend to intimate activities and he is a very attentive lover/dom who anticipates the needs of others so he would give Levi aftercare and approval tailored to each scene, "feed and water" him (Barbatos…why did you word it like that before?) and then tuck him into bed with a goodnight kiss. (Barbatos doesn't stay overnight of course. He has a Diavolo at home to think of after all and Diavolo is prone to mischief and misbehavior when he is away.) He would also discipline him and use a reward system that also subtly helps strengthen Levi's resilience and build his self-esteem.

Since I headcanon they both lay eggs (Barbatos is a salamander dragon Demon and Levi is a snake dragon) if Levi previously didn't go through that as an Angel (due to contrivances on my part) he would definitely be hiding that or in denial and Barbatos is observant as hell. That can lead to anywhere can't it ^^;

Well, now I'm embarrassed and idk how to sign off ;w; Oh wait, yes I do, Ballz! (inside joke)

[icypenguin]

To follow up your collage au with lyney

What if the reader had social anxiety and hated people looking at them?

(Totally not speaking from experience)

★~ Lyney headcanons (college au) pt 2

OOOO SURE SURE AND ANON… IT’S OKAY DUDE IT’S RELATABLE🤝🤝🤝 BUT I GENUINELY APOLOGIZE I DIDN’T SEE MY INBOX…. 😞😞😞 I KNOW THIS IS SUPER LATE BUT BETTER LATE THAN NEVER THEY SAY HEHEHE but anyway please enjoyyyy!

★ ★ ★ ★ ★

- you’ll be a bit shocked when he first came by to you, he’s a popular one afterall. but by the way he talked to you as a stranger, it’s not much of a person would do. he was speaking to you calmly with not a loud voice, even better, he told his friends who always follow him to give him some space to talk to you so that you’ll not have a masive anxiety washing over.

- as time passes by, you got to know him better and you both understand eachother a lot more. he would motivate you to try and make friends with other people.

- you may not be that popular to the fact that you have social anxiety, but he doesn’t treat you any different than the others.

- when he first asked you to hangout, you were hesitant to say ‘yes’ knowing that some of his friends would come. nonetheless, he managed to convince you to come. during the hangout, he watched over you and tried to keep you comfy and happy.

- one day, you were assigned to do a presentation with him and some other classmates. at the front of your class, you felt like you were about to give up yet lyney held your hands to assure you that he’s by your side.

- being friends with a popular kid meaning attracting everyone’e attention. that was your biggest fear. when lyney accidentally attracted everyone’s eye on you and him you swear you we’re gonna melt by everyone’s staring eye on you both. with lyney knowing you so well, he ran, holding your hand, leading you to the empty classroom where he made sure you’re alright.

- if someone ever make fun of you, he will always be there to stand up for you. and unlike any other people who just humiliates you by being braver than you are, lyney would teach you everything to incease your bravery and confidence.

~ ficlet ~

the bell finally rang, signaling home time. you were packing your bag and getting ready to exit the classroom when all of the sudden, you felt two taps on your shoulder. as you looked behind, it was lyney masking his face with a warm smile. “hey y/n, me and some of my friends are gonna hangout after this. you wanna come?” he asked with a nice tone. you were taken aback by the question and needed a long time to decide. “hmm.. umm..” you were indecisively thinking wether or not go.. you don’t want to attract anyone’s attention by hanging out with him. but at the same time, you knew that he understands you and perhaps the best time to make friends? you finally said ‘yes’ and lyney lead you the way to meet up with his friends first. his friends greeted him with their special handshake, you were pretty grateful that noone really paid attention to your presence. that’s until one of his friend pointed you out “who’s this, lyney?” you could feel everyone’s eye staring at you. you were starting to fidget with your hand when lyney came closer to you. “oh this is y/n! she’s really kind, we both sit next to each other at class” by the compliment that lyney made, you blushed a bit. everyone started to introduce themselves to you and you shook hands with them as well. “your penguin keychain is so cute, y/n!” emma was really admiring the penguin keychain dangling on your bag. “thankyou..” you tried to make eye contact as best as you can. “where did you get it?” “um.. i think i got it from the mall” “oooh! cute!” emma had a cheerful vibe that you found cheering and somehow gave you a bit of motivation to talk to people.

afterward, you all went to the ice cream shop to chat while having some ice creams. during the walk, you were walking on the back since everyone was talking pretty loudly and it made you a bit nervous. ofcourse, lyney noticed and tried to make a conversation with you, “y/n, are you excited for our camping trip?”. with a shot, you said anything that came up in your head “yeah, i think it’ll be fun since we get to make s’mores!” you felt nice after saying that. “mm i guess you like s’mores too, huh?” lyney chuckled at the end then you nodded as a response. after a few minutes, you all arrived at the ice cream shop. “what are you going to order, y/n?” lyney asked while looking you then at the ice cream flavors. you too, looked at the flavorz “hmm probably classic chocolate” “don’t you want to try this rocky road?” lyney added an idea. “it does look yummy. alright i’ll try that one” you gave lyney a smile “awesome! i’ll get mint choco chips and cookie dough”. you ordered your ice cream in a cone, same for lyney and most of the others.

you decided to sit next to the window while lyney sit infront of you. as the others were talking about random stuffs, you were having a nice conversation with lyney. “is the ice cream good?” he asked, “mhm! this might be my new fav flavor” you were happy you got the rocky road. “i knew it! my recommendation didn’t fail to change your mind, did it?~” he wiggled his eybrows up and down while you giggled at his awfully trully circumstance. “wait y/n did you get rocky road too?” max asked who was sitting besdies lyney. you were scared that if you say ‘yes’ he would be mad you got the same thing as him, but you knew lying will turn things worse. “umm.. yes, i did” you tried to avoid eye contact with anyone. “cool! we got the same flavor! cheers!” your thought was the opposite as max was happy as you both were twinning.

the hangout didn’t go as bad as you expected, you got to know lyney better. most of all, he made you comfortable making a conversation with him and small ones with his friends.

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thankyou for reading! i hope you all liked this. please i’m so sorry if i hurt any of your feelings if you do have social anxiety by thinking im making fun of you but i swear im not😞 nonetheless, i hope this fanfic makes you better!!! advices are accepted thankyou!

[nikibogwater]

I watched The Last Unicorn (1982) with very, very little prior knowledge of the film. And I wasn't planning to, but I ended up taking notes because wow. This movie. It's something.

The very little prior knowledge I had was as follows: it's an old animated film about a unicorn and I've occasionally heard people talk about it fondly. That's it, that's literally all I had going into this thing. It was not nearly enough to prepare me.

Ohhhh I love the scenery! Man, nothing hits quite like a traditional hand-drawn backgrou--OH MY WORD WHAT IS THAT WHY IS IT MOVING LIKE THAT STOP IT

Ohhh, this is a Rankin-Bass production? Well, that explains the animation.

Yeah that is not a unicorn, that's a llama with a table-knife glued to its head.

Ooh, the opening credits play over a lightly animated medieval tapestry! That's so coo--aaaaand they picked the most 80's sounding song I can imagine to go over it, okay.

Yo this butterfly is stoned out of his little buggy mind, maybe he should get some rehab.

Love that it's not immediately clear what the "red bull" actually is yet. Is it a literal bull? Is it a raging fire? Is it the inescapable march of industrial progress?? Gotta stay tuned to find out. (edit: it was literally just a bull and I need to stop reading symbolism into every little thing).

Ok ngl, the "Man's Road" sequence was actually fire, despite (or perhaps because of) the 80's cheese.

Angela Lansbury!!! Man, she just ate this role. Who'd've thought Mrs. Pots could sound so threatening?

I would die for Shmendrick.

Oh that is a very lore-accurate harpy right there. (⊙_⊙;)

Love how the witch's carnival arc touches on the idea of truth vs. wishful delusion. There's a beautiful irony in a movie about a literal unicorn talking about the importance of staying grounded in what is real and truly beautiful.

No, seriously, I would die for Shmendrick. Protect this precious man at all costs.

Can we pretty please stop calling the witch Mommy

"That's my immortality!" eyo this witch is actually a great villain. Really wish she could've stuck around for the whole movie.

Awww, the unicorn is taking care of Shmendrick! That's so sweet! God knows he needs it.

Shmendrick: Run! We'll find each other later! *immediately gets captured*

Have I mentioned that I would die for Shmendrick.

I feel like the entire bit with the outlaws had a lot of connecting shots cut out for time because I really couldn't follow any of what was happening.

Hehehe...That tree looks like a butt. I wonder if they did that on purpo--WHAT THE HELL

*nervously glancing over my shoulder to make sure my family doesn't see me watching this*

Unicorn to the rescue!! Thank heavens.

"That was true magic." Then please don't ever do true magic again.

"How dare you come to me now, when I am this?!" H-hey, nobody told me this movie was gonna go that hard...

Mom-friend acquired! Just in time, too. Unicorn looked like she was getting real tired of being the only one with two brain cells to rub together.

Our heroes: *bracing themselves for what may be the darkest, most dangerous part of their journey* Freakin' Gerry Beckley from "America:" 🎵MOON RISIN'! DISGUISIN'!! 🎵 Gotta love that tonal dissonance.

Oooh hey the animation on the Red Bull is actually kind of good!

Molly: DO SOME MAGIC! Shmendrick: I CAN'T! Molly: YES U CAN I BELIEVE IN U Shmendrick: *does some magic* Molly: NOOOOO WHAT HAVE U DONE Molly I love you, but make up your darn mind.

Love that being turned into a human being is like, the worst thing that could ever happen to the unicorn. Yeah, being human is a pretty awful experience.

Boy there is just empty static behind Prince Lir's eyes. Homeboy doesn't have a thought in his head and probably never will.

Lir: babe look I got u a severed dragon head pls love me

Oh yeah. Marry this one, Unicorn. He's a keeper.

Molly: Shmendrick will help! Unicorn: I hope for no help from him. He is no magician now, but the king's clown.

GURL SAY THAT AGAIN! U KEEP DISRESPECTING MY BOI SHMENDRICK AND U WILL GET THESE HANDS!

The pirate cat is now my second-favorite character. I've known him for all of 10 seconds, but I love him.

He doesn't actually purr. He just says, "Purr, purr." I love him even more now.

"No cat anywhere ever gave anyone a straight answer." Most accurate line ever put to film.

Unicorn, please marry Prince Lir, you well never find a purer source of Himbo Energy than him. Look at him, he's even singing badly for you, you gotta take this one.

"I mean you can't really be that ridiculous magician's niece--" BETRAYAL. OUTRAGE. SCANDAL. I DISOWN YOU, LIR, YOU FOUL SERPENT WHO SPEAKS NOTHING BUT FILTH. I HOPE THE UNICORN BREAKS YOUR STUPID LITTLE HEART

Dang. This guy voicing the skeleton is putting his entire heart and soul into that laugh.

Prince "I love whom I love" Lir will not be stopped even by the threat of potential bestiality. I'd say Husband Goals, but first of all, ew, and second, he insulted Shmendrick so he is dead to me.

"I wish to God I didn't care about anything but my magic, but I do!" Oh Shmendrick, honey... 🥺

Yooo, that transformation back into her unicorn form was actually sick. For a Rankin-Bass made-for-tv movie, this thing pulls off some surprisingly good animation every once in a while.

Yeah, kick his magical red butt, little unicorn! Go save your boyfriend and your family!!!

What is it with Christopher Lee and playing creepy old guys who get thrown off of towers at the end

Wait, no, I only sort of meant it when I said the unicorn should break Lir's heart, I didn't think they'd actually do it!

Molly ditched her outlaw husband to travel the world with Shmendrick and honestly, I'd do the same if I was in her place.

Oh wow. She chose to save her own kind and return to her forest even though she loved Lir. This is actually very bittersweet and--GOTDANGIT GERRY BECKLEY, NOT NOW!!!

Closing thoughts: This movie was an absolute trip and I'm probably going to think it was a fever dream I once had after some time has passed. It's also the only movie I can think of that I would actually want a remake/remaster of. The story was great, though it jumped around from place to place so quickly that it was sometimes hard to follow what was happening. I like the characters a lot (mostly Shmendrick tbh but they're all good), and I wish there had been more time to let them interact with each other. You can see the potential for chemistry between the different personalities, but it's stifled by moments of awkward voice acting and the strange, jittery character animation. With more time to breathe and better animation, this story would really be something amazing. I'm actually very interested in reading the original novel it was based on now, I'll have to see if I can get my hands on a copy. All in all, The Last Unicorn (1982) is a mind-boggling experience with surprisingly deep themes combined with what I can only assume is what you see when you're on acid. If you have any interest, I would highly recommend seeing this thing for yourself.

Yes. Even the Boob Tree. Please. I don't want to be the only one who is cursed to have that scene in my brain.