#its hard to find a nice inbetween...

[batlovebites]

Burning Spice Cookie gives me the type where he's like his partner's body guard

Okay. Depending on the situation this varies wildly, alright. However, in my head, I'm a very big fan of the idea of Burning Spice having Guard Dog energy for his partner but in the way of- He really wants to maul everyone's faces off and his partner is holding his metaphorical leash at all times to reign him in haha. Get him one of those vests that's like 'WARNING!!! DO NOT PET!! WILL BITE!!'

[kalithulium]

PLAYING ... MUTT BY LEON THOMAS

moots, this doesnt define who i am ignore this pretty please with a really nice cherry and freshly whipped cream ontop🤍(💔)

[nfsw] imagining ALEXIS NESS with a big, big, fucking nasty degradation and spit kink. he would try to hide it from his parnter, but it never really works anyways + he deffo crys

alexis ness was undoubtedly, postivitely, a loser. the bottom of the social foodchain, if you will, and way overly compliant. but that's exactly why you liked him.

after a long day of football practice, he would come home, head filled with nothing other than the desire to bask in your prescence and very being endlessly, until minutes turned to hours, and hours turned to days.

you made his heart pang.

he couldn't wait - to see you open the door, sporting a pair of grey sweatpants folded over at the waist band to hang low on your hips and a tight top, highlighting your breast's delicate, perky nipples at the apex of both.

upon seeing him, your lips would press into a smile, and sly eyes thin out to look at him in a way that made his insides turn and heart race everytime, without fail. you would grasp tightly onto the thin, yet hardened by muscle figure of his waist, planting a moist kiss which would leave a translucent layer of strawberry lip gloss on his lips and cheek, as if claiming him your own.

then, you would always hug him. he would bend down to your level, and your hand would find its way atop of his head to rustle his hair, whilst pulling him in closer for an embrace; his face now smoothered by your tits that looked about ready to pop out of the low hanging top you wore at any given moment.

upon releasing him, you would ask, with a smile across your lips

"how was practice, lexi?"

oh, how enticing was it to hear his name come from your mouth. he didn't deserve someone like yourself at all, leisurely saying the name of his lowly self with a tone of love strung to it, he thought, but replied otherwise.

"it was fine, thank you love. how are you? is everything okay?"

"mhm, i'm fine. but i miss you lex, come sit." you answered, now plopping yourself on the sofa then patting the inner part of your thigh (that jiggled ever so slightly on impact, he of course noticed this) to signal for him to come sit.

your thighs? he wondered what incredulous acts of kindness he had done in a past life, or what magic was at play for him to deserve a reward like this.

he simply couldn't help but fantasize about laying there, inbetween your thighs, until you smoothered his face, leaving him rendered breathless and at your mercy, and a lot, lot more things.

but enough of ness's imagination. in response to your offer, his big, round, magenta eyes lit up, conceiling no shyness about his excitment at all.

right now, you couldn't help but notice how cute your boyfriend was. i mean, look at him, getting all excited to sit next you. when he had actually done so, his warm (and almost heartbreakingly soft + squishable) cheek rested against your leg, whilst he looked up at you with eyes full of love . fuck, he was so precious that you could just gobble him up, whole and all.

but, what was that, you saw out of the corner of your eye, pressing up through the fabric of his trousers, and then felt as he changed position to get more "comfortable"?

was he... hard...?

ah, right. albeit not your first thought, you knew your boyfriend well enough. he was sweet, and agonizingly soft on the outside, and inside too.

but on said inside, he was a thoroughly depraved man. he tried to hold back these thoughts as much as possible, fearing that you would find him disgusting, but all he really craved was you.

he needed you, and would do anything for you.

he often thought about it - about how, if you ordered him to open his mouth for you to spit into, then he would oblige with a smile on his face, waiting with his tounge out and panting like the adorable little dog he was for you.

shit, he didn't even think he was worthy of entering you, despite having done so many atime. how could he? muster up the audacity to put his lust-striken, lewd erection into your glossy cunt, glossed over with salacity and passion?

"ness, sit up straight." you spoke.

and he did just that, without question.

you looked down at his erection, placing a hand on it, and another against his head, as you crawled forward onto him.

taking the lead, your lips met his, and then your tounges intertwined with his in circles for a few moments, before pulling apart with a string of spit connecting both of you, then closing back in a few times. in between, he managed to mumble out a few words.

"spit... please. "

not so much you, but ness loved all things in the realm of that, and you had to indulge him ; you just couldn't leave him with that vunerable expression, desires unfufilled.

without too much question, you spoke in an antagonising tone. "open up, sweet. say "ahh"", whilst you squashed saliva up cheek to cheek, before letting it drip like a stream into his longing mouth. you couldn't understand it really, the appeal of your... spit? but the way the emotion on his face shifted from desparation to satisfaction told you that it was all worth it, and more.

his breath hitched in between the more kisses that followed in suit and his panting became even more so frequent, as you felt his a wet spot form through the fabric of his trousers.

"y/n.." he called out breathlessly, with red dusted over the porcelain skin on his cheeks.

"i can't...no more teasing, i beg of you, please, love."

really, you just wanted do it all the more now.

"lex, honey, all it took was a few kisses and a rub for you to come all over yourself?"

ness looked away, in shame, yet enjoyment that you had chastised him.

"you're pathetic, alexis. i like that about you."

you looked closer at him now, eyes full of lust as you pulled down the shorts he wore, then peeled away his underwear now soiled by liquid satisfaction.

atleast, he had killed 2 birds with one stone?in a way, he was already lubed up for you now, with the wetness of his orgasm coating the entirety of his still throbbing dick.

you pulled your sweatpants off, and then your panties, that were so moist in the middle from seeing ness all worked up like that, that a string of dampness hung when you did so.

he looked closer down at you, wanting nothing more than your wet digits all over him somewhere - anywhere.

"speak up, lex. i'm waiting for you to tell me what you want."

come on now. he was a breathless mess at this point, could he even form a full sentence? what wanted, was for your pussy to swallow him whole, pumping up and down him, and you knew that all too damn well.

but what fun would that be, when you could watch hin struggle to form a coherent sentence under your touch, his face turn red with emotion and eyes slightly shy with embarrassment?

"i want.. hng" he manged to get out, as you glossed your thumb over the the tip of his cock, then your whole hand, up and down, still maintaing eye contact.

"hm? you know i can't hear you properly like that, dear. you'll have to speak more clearly."

"but i, ... you.. hm, huh" tears began to well at his eyes, his nose became stuffy and body even hotter.

you could tell he was at a limit now, but all you wanted to do was push that, until he became a mindless mess. however, lucky for him, you felt a tinge of sympathy amdist enjoying his struggle.

you flashed a loving, yet playful smile at him, looking down as you spoke "alright, alright, i'll stop now."

ness layed with his back to the floor, and you looming over him. dampness lined both of you, as your pussy inched closer to his cock, lips widening on contact, then swallowing the rest of him whole in one go. ness let out a moan of exasperation, as your tightness sucked him in and out, up and down repeatedly.

it was going to be a very long night.

divider by @/cursed-carmine

im acc really sorry i started loosing it over how nasty ness would get n you can't tell me otherwise. idk what this is, but i wrote it anyways (unfortunately) . i started laughing half way through cause i cant take smut serious ngl but i alr made a commitment to write this💔

[slashersdaddy]

Slashers Hcs

Includes: Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Hannibal Lector, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Micheal Myers, Jason Vorhees

Bo Sinclair:

Bo is a quiet partner, if he's happy he's even quieter OR more snarky (no inbetween, hes crazy like that) he will forget things like valentines day, because thety arent something he cares about, but sometimes he will surprise you with small things; Your favorite candy, a candle in the scent you like, jewelry, clothes, ect. He wants you to know he loves you but by god will he make it hard. But if you suffer from fear of abandonment he will do small things to prove he wont leave (he thinks they are small) like getting your name tattooed on his bicep, or letting you leave hickeys on him. Vincent Sinclair:

Vincent is a loving and doting partner, He will leave you gifts like a cat, statuettes of you, photographs, drawings, paintings, a cool rock he found he thinks youd like? its on your bedside table in the morning. He loves you and shows it in every way he can think, candlelit dinners? Check. Gifts for EVERY occasion? Check. Physical affection? Check. Love Letters? Check. He wants you to feel like a god/dess, worshipped by a loyal devotee <3

Lester Sinclair: Golden retriever Boyfriend. Kind of? Hes like a wolf that is loyal to you and his brothers. thats it. but of course he claims that hes all yours. If you ask for it its yours. You like the flannel he was wearing? The next day its cleaned and folded up on your dresser (because he knows the smell of roadkill isnt nice for you) Kisses you all the time, anywhere youll let him, holding your hand all the time. He will bring you fucked up lil things he finds on his daily adventures. He will also let you ride shotgun while he takes the scenic route to talk with you and show you all the pretty landscapes! Hannibal lector: He will rest your head in his lap while he works, gently stroking your hair and humming as he holds you. Hes a quiet affectionate Boyfriend. He will make your favorite tea any time you seem stressed and take 5 minutes to drink a cup of tea with you and talk about nothing in particular, and if you need something so soon as you say the word its done. He will cook and clean and be a house husband and working man for you :3 Billy Loomis: Guard dog boyfriend, do not expect to be able to get out of his sight, this man loves you and would kill any guy/girl who tries to make a move on you. during quiet moments with him he will watch horror movies with you, holding you close as you watch. he loves especially if you get scared so he can pull you into his chest and promise to keep you safe.

Stu Macher: Stu is a golden retriever boyfriend. he wants to make you happy, he will get you anything you request, as soon as you ask for it, if you are AFAB he has an app on his phone that tracks your period and will bring you your favorite snacks and mensural products along with pain killers and gifts the day your period is supposed to start. if you stay over at his place its horror and cuddles, holding you to his chest as he strokes your hair while you are watching the show. he adores you and adores your smile, he will watch sappy romance or comedies with you to make you happy :D

Michael Myers: Michael is a guardian, silent and watching you from afar, or close by. he doesn't talk much- or honestly at all, nor does he care to use ASL, he does however use tiny movements to show his care, little flexes of his hands, tilts of his head, and the occasional hand on your shoulder when he wants you to know he loves you, he's like a cat, leaving gifts at your door, or on your bedside table. its always random things, a knife he though you would like, jewelry, weird things that don't make sense Jason Voorhees: Jason is a big ass teddy bear, he will kiss you all over through his mask, cuddle you, bring you gifts, do things for you, carry you on his back when on walks through the woods, he doesn't want you to be in pain!! He will give you rocks, feathers, flowers, anything nature related, he will sometimes give you jewelry from the victims he thinks will look pretty on you (doesn't matter if your masc. or femme, he will still do it) He wants to keep you safe, so don't expect to be somewhere without him unless its at your house/cabin!

[orbitariums]

nerd/geek! patrick x black!reader

dirty stinky patrick this manipulative toxic patrick that. WHAT ABOUT stinky nerd/geek patrick who’s more akin to stephen nedorosckik (olympics horse boy) except he doesn’t do any sports he just plays call of duty in his dorm all day and gets his bayonetta ass glasses dirty and slugs out on pizza with his boy art.

he’d actually be really hot if he changed his shirt once in a while (you know he’s wearing a grey “find x” t-shirt or some other shirt with silly puns on it every other day) and washed his hair more frequently. you’re paired with him for a project late in the semester and he has to pretend he hasn’t been jacking it to you the whole year — how can he not when you wear the tightest tank tops imaginable paired with the lowest of low-waisted jeans? your favorite combo is a tight white t-shirt with a hot pink bra peeking out underneath it. you sit in front of him in class and he stares at your back, the hint of a bra strap peeking through the tank.

your bangles jingle with every move you make and he can catch a whiff of your burnt vanilla perfume each time you move as well, and it makes his dick stand up under the desk. you’re always coming into class obnoxiously late with your friends, giggling and making too much noise, but it’s you so it doesn’t matter.

you meet him in the library and after you sit down you hastily put on a pair of thick black glasses from a case you leave laying haphazardly on the table, muttering,

“i know i look like such a nerd, ignore those.”

and patrick, who’s spent his entire life with the nerd/geek reputation just stutters,

“uh-no- no, you don’t at all, you look — um…”

you’re looking up at him now with laser focus, your face as close to his as it ever has been and suddenly it seems like your two chairs are way too close together. it looks like you’re critiquing him but really you’re just analyzing him, cocking your head with squinted eyes as you endure his stuttering. he swallows hard and looks away, down at his paper, finally finishing his sentence,

“reallypretty. sorry, that’s-”

“aww,” you coo, smirking just a bit as you finally get the hint. “that’s really nice of you patrick.”

you squeeze his arm and smile innocently when his head jerks to glance down at your pretty hand, well manicured and soft, gripping his forearm. you’ve been pretty your entire life, with a bit of a mean streak, and so you know the telltale signs of attraction from a guy, from anyone really. you hadn’t paid much attention to patrick in the past — why would you? but looking at him now, you saw potential. he was a bit of a fixer upper, but he had this sweet nerdy charm to him that you found really hot, especially if it meant you could get him to do your homework. he wasn’t even that smart, but he was smart enough, and obsessed enough.

“oh… ha,” he laughs nervously. “thanks.”

you distract him the entire session, both by force and just because of your existence. he thinks he’ll die when you reach for something on his side of the table for the third time, practically snaking across him, your tits in his face as you wiggle to reach for a ruler or a pencil you need to borrow. pretends not to be staring when you reapply your lip gloss, fights his smile when you giggle at some stupid joke he makes. its only two hours but he’s pent up by the end of it, fisting his dick while art showers in their room.

groaning stupidly and loud enough to be heard over the water as he comes into his hand, your name peppered inbetween his moans,

“fuck, yn, want your fucking tits smothering me, please ride my dick, i’ll do anything, please please.”

you just might grant him his wish soon enough.

[smieska-draws]

Laplace's Spamton - 04

background time!!!! Where I get to zone out and just follow my thumbnail animatic and see things slowly come together...

... zoning out too much, I feel.

I was getting so lost in the sauce I completely overlooked a certain style I should stick with (how simplified? how rendered? colour?? greyscale?) and just went with it but I had to stop myself and think, "this isn't going to be fully animated, its going to be that inbetween of animatic and animation: clean key posing and nice backgrounds."

There's some point though in the animatic where I do want to have colour (normally I would go with greyscale), but the characters will be flat colours.... idk I get excited when I get the opportunity to make backgrounds, even if I find them hard to do. Its just a nice change of pace.... I just hope things will come together, if at all.

..the intimidation is setting in.. urgh...

[sillydeimos]

Have you any headcanons or neat thoughts on 2Bjeb? It's such an uncommon ship but I personally adore two smart old men and their many parallels. Like how Jebediah worships a god who does not recognize him but practically whispers in 2Bdamned's ear.

it might be an uncommon ship, but i ADORE it. though i'll be honest i've never heard of the idea that jeb worships the maker? i do like that idea tho.

anyways it goes without saying, i love 2bjeb and i have many many thoughts. i love many jeb ships, obviously jebhank being my favorite and sometimes polyamory between all three of them but i love 2bjeb just as dearly.

^WTF HOW DO THESE THINGS KEEP GETTING IN MY HOUSE???

-despite both being emotionally repressed in their own right, the one thing doc isn't afraid to do is be affectionate with someone he loves. he doesn't find the act to be degrading and humiliating the way christoff does. he likes slipping his fingers inbetween jebs, leaning against him, resting his head on his shoulder, running his fingers in his hair, etc.

-doc stitching up jebs corpse was an important part of their relationship!! doc wants jeb to know that it genuinely wasn't an attempt to get anything out of it, he wanted to help. i mean it is still doc, so i think there is still a layer of 'i helped you, now we're on the same team', but i don't think he wouldn't not want to help christoff. christoff can't help but stare into the mirror, tracing the stitch line, knowing that this was doc's work. knowing that doc's hands threaded it all together, and it feels....really important to him.

-doc trims and cuts out the dead ends of christoffs hair, and in general does his "haircuts" for him. (haircuts in quotation because jeb prefers his hair long so its purely for getting rid of dead hair at the ends.)

-i've said it before but i really, really do enjoy the concept behind doc helping jeb bathe, it especially means a lot to me as someone who needs assistance in that kind of thing. and christoff, oh christoff, being a guy who doesn't take care of himself, wearing tattered clothing, messy frizzy hair with split ends... definitely needs the help. though the leadup to it is hard for both of them. jeb doesn't want to feel like he's being coddled or pitied, so that's how he is for a while. but the feeling of grime gets uncomfortable and itchy, and in a moment of desperation, he asks doc for the help. it's a moment where he genuinely feels weak asking for it, grabbing onto doc's jacket from behind and tugging it. "...i need help." for him, those three words are the hardest thing to say.

-honestly the funniest thing about their dynamic is jeb having to learn to get over or deal with the fact that doc is smarter then him. that's what is deeply bothering him most of all lmao. which is funny because i don't think doc really care if he is 'smarter' or not.

-jeb's seen some shit so i don't think he'd be shocked or disturbed by doc's scars. considering the kind of people he was around at nexus, it's like, almost mundane to see them. doc is really grateful for it, he'd like them to be treated with casualness. and jeb doesn't even realize how nice it feels for doc to have someone that doesn't flinch at the sight.

-i like the thought of doc doing some prissy hand gesture beckoning jeb to come over like hey c'mere....got something to tell you. and jeb leans in thinking that it's gotta be valuable info. and doc just looks at him and goes "i just wanted to see if you would listen to me. glad to know i have that effect on you." and jeb is SO mad he's so mad he's blushing so furiously like OMG!!!

thank u for listening. old man yaoi. aaaaahhhhhhh (dats me yelling)

[blackdollette]

hello! this "request" is a bit different. I wanted to know your headcanons about favorite sex positions for each rory character and what sort of kinks you think they have?

yess!!

"my position couldn't stop."

stargirl interlude. - lana del rey & the weeknd

contents: mentions of blood, extremely sexual content (duh.), many different kinks

charlie walker

he would definitely love doggystyle

he'd pull out his camera and record as he pounded into you from behind

he would play it back whenever he was alone and jerk off to it

sex always looked so good from his view, so he just couldn't help it

i feel like he would like reverse cowgirl too

he doesn't really mind if he gets to see your face or not

if he was fucking you as ghostface, then he would definitely have some sort of degration kink

and he'd enjoy breath play

holding your throat as he abused your little hole, hearing as your breath hitched in your throat as he completely fucked your brain out

chris kenton

seeing your face is a must

so missionary, cowgirl, or mirror sex are his go-to positions

he just wants to make sure that he's making you feel good

he'd be focusing more on your face than anything else, trying to find out what works and what doesn't

but he also loves to see your body at the right angle, so doggystyle works for him too once he gets more comfortable

and he's the type to get everything nice and fancy in preparation

he goes all out with candles, roses, lingerie, you name it

everything is so loving and affectionate with him with a slight hint of praise kink

clyde

he lovessss missionary

having your legs resting on his shoulder as he pounded into you

and you looking into his eyes was enough to make him run wild

he'd take a hit of a joint and put it in your mouth right after

things are either very fast-paced or slow and sloppy. no inbetween

most times you can hear how wet you're getting

he literally doesn't know when to stop

so yeah, he has an overstimulation kink

he just keeps on going until both of you are completely unable to think of anything other than each other

dan cooper

my sweet little danny

he loves watching you take charge

so his favourite position is cowgirl

he gets a perfect view of your body as it moves on top of him

he turns into a whimpering mess so quickly

its pretty obvious that he has a mommy kink

but I feel like he'd also love using toys

blindfolds, rope, gag, and his favourite: vibrators

they took things to a whole new level

and you two went at it like rabbits all night long

euronymous

somedays, he liked to be in charge, putting you in missionary or doggystyle

but sometimes, he liked seeing as you rode him, struggling to take all his length

you'd be moving your hips as fast as you could, trying to keep your composure

but then he'd grab your hips and start moving them for you, showing you how its done

he loved edging, overstimulating, and making you sob

he absolutely loved making your makeup run as you begged to cum

and how your body trembled as it got too much for you

and he'd also call you things like "bitch, whore, slut" etc.

but you loved it because you knew that he said it with love

jack thurlow

missionary.

the idea of your legs on his shoulders, him pinning your arms above your head as he watched as you squirmed underneath him did wonderful things to his body

he would go so fast and so hard, loving the sound of your skin slapping together

and he would for sure have a blood kink

he'd carve his initials into your thigh as his head was in between your legs

he would trace over the blood with his thumb, smudging it just a little

and he'd mark you up everywhere

leaving a trail everywhere he went

like whenever he's in missionary position, his head is in your neck, sucking the skin harshly

aftercare would be sharing a cigarette in bed, probably listening to music if the vibe was right

kappa

this guy loves doggystyle omg

watching your ass recoil as he fucked you from behind fueled him tremendously

he loved the idea of destroying you

making you forget how to speak and marking you up completely.

he'd 100% have a bondage kink

making sure your wrists were tied together to stop you from getting in the way of his plans

and sometimes he would stuff a ball gag into your mouth, preventing you from whining as he overstimulated you

he would literally never get tired

this guy could go on for hours without taking a breath

and he'd be so vocal too

talking you through your orgasms and degrading you just a little

ollie sway

slow and sensual in missionary or cowgirl is the way to go

and you better believe that he'd play some old record in the background too

he'd light up candles and wait until the sun was setting at the perfect angle before finally getting down with you

he totally turns into a perfectionist when it comes to having sex

but he already thinks youre perfect, so he doesn't have to worry at all

he has a breeding kink. (hear me out yall)

just thought of him slowly filling you up with his seed until you were completely filled up made his body heat up

and he loved to watch it all drip out of you slowly, sometimes even sucking it out and kissing you after

but yeah, the main point is that he'd never want to hurt you at all

he often fucked you so gently that you could just fall asleep right there

and he'd always perform aftercare

ideally having a nice warm bath with you

and he'd praise you all night

telling you how much he loved you.

author's note: i love these types of requests omg. I'm working on previous ones still (dont worry, i havent forgotten abt yall)

[xazse]

Notes: Sorry to everyone who was looking forward to Genshin stuff, I just had to write for Miguel he’s been plaguing my mind.

Pairings: Miguel X fem!reader

Tags: Thigh-fucking, Nipple-sucking, kinda-meanReader, SubMiguel, Neglected Miguel. If I forgot anything else please lmk

Sweet soft pecks on Miguel’s cheeks, even your feather light touches are driving him insane, you’ve purposely been avoiding him, depriving him: taking on missions nonstop so you can have him extra needy the next time he ducks into your apartment.

Just like these past few weeks constantly having him run in circles. ‘Oh you can see me next week,’ getting his hopes up then sending him that dreading message of ‘Oh I’m so sorry Miguel, we’ll have to cancel :(.’

You aren’t sorry one bit, not even a sorry bone in your soft body.

So when he does manage to get a slot in your oh so busy schedule, he’s planning to take full advantage of getting his fill of you for the weeks to come, where you’ll play him like a fiddle all over again.

“M’ sorry Miguel” you pout ever so fake, moving your lips to connect with the corner of his mouth over and over again. He can’t help when his facade of being angry starts to break down and he fully lets you in. Lacing his hands with yours and letting you guide him to the couch.

Softly sitting him down and propping down on his lap and swinging your legs up on the couch, you continue with your sweet ministrations, rubbing a hand up and down his chest: slow and sultry clearly trying to savor the moment for what it was.

His half lidded eyes are following your hands, intently following every move you make. When you grind your ass down on him particularly hard, he bucks his hips up groaning and letting his hard cock be known, just a bit of touching always has Miguel like this, always cooped up in his office tends to let him have no time for himself.

Your sly hands slide right under his white T-shirt, palms guiding all the way up to his nipples, you pinch one of them In-between your thumb and pointer finger causing another groan to slip past his lips and his hand to grip your waist with more force than he had intended.

“I’ve been neglecting you for a while now huh? No wonder you’re so sensitive” you emphasize while flicking both his nipples, he lets out a loud moan, oh if the others could hear how their leader sounded like a bitch in heat.

“I’ll take good care of you m’kay?“ he slowly nods covering his mouth, whilst you swirl his nipple within your fingers. “Here, hold your shirt” you move the bottom of his shirt towards his mouth and he obediently obeys, now you have a full view of his chest, darkened nipples on full display for your teasing.

You shift to pull his cock from its tight confines, spreading your legs and letting the sensitive thing rest inbetween your thighs, you go to stroke him, using his precum as lube, his breath hitches when your fingers dance around his tip.

“I’ll let you use my thighs for today baby, is that okay?” You stare at him with that evil convincing smile, he’s in no place to refuse your generous offer so he nods his head in defeat.

He watches as you slide your shorts up your thighs, pressing so nicely against the outline of your cunt, his cock twitches against you when you flex and tighten yourself around him.

You do something that entirely surprises him when you lean towards his chest and place your mouth on one of his nipples, he jumps but that earns him a good squeeze from your thighs, he finds himself not completely hating the feeling of your tongue flicking his nipple repeatedly.

He’s panting, and shifting his hips upward in a routine now: his shirt drenched in his own drool. Clearly enjoying all the pleasure you’re giving him. Not knowing what to do with his hands he moves one to grip your hair pushing you further against his nipple- a ploy to get you to give him even more and of course you do.

His cock is a beet red by now, covered in his cum, trying so hard to chase that orgasm that’s been building within him for weeks now, his strong thighs are practically bouncing you up and down rubbing against your clit every-time he comes down, now isn’t the time to be worried about your pleasure, you only want to focus on him but the growing pleasure is getting hard to disregard by the minute.

You hear a loud groan croak in the air and Miguel gripping your hair rather hard.

Thick spurts of his cum landing on you in globs, while he’s panting loudly in your ear trying to calm himself from his high.

Ignoring the wetness inbetween your cunt, you let go of his nipple with a lewd pop, and he buries his head into your neck. You oblige and rub his back while softly cooing at him that he did so good.

[helios-writings]

There are some days when Shanks feels bad about not being able to give you the life he thinks you deserve. Days where you and he barely see each other because the pair of you are working overtime. Days where the two of you sit at the table, stressed about what bills you can cover and what you’ll have to live without.

Others days, he knows, are better. Curled up in each others arms on your days off, the smell of breakfast cooking even though its two in the afternoon. Still, he’d always dreamed about giving you a life of luxury, about spoiling you and making sure you didn’t have to work another shitty job if you didn’t want to. He’s not quite there yet, but he hopes one day he will be.

The two of you are walking hand in hand through the richer shopping district, windowshopping in all the pricier stores that give him hives just thinking about stopping in, but he loves the way you smile as you envision how you would decorate the foyer of your fictional mansion with a giant gold and crystal chandelier.

He laughs, not at you, but at the absurdity of it. “What would we need with something like that, huh?”

You shrug. “Sometimes things are just nice to have.”

He’d buy you a million of those ugly things if it meant making you happy.

Instead, Shanks points to something else. “And where would you put this?”

“Our living room, right next to the giant comfy couch, so I can admire it while I sit next to you.”

The two of you carry on like this, until you find a cozy old antique shop buried inbetween two high end boutiques.

“Lets go in here.” He tells you, stopping you with a gentle tug on your hand.

“Antiques? I didn’t know you liked old stuff like that.”

“I had a crush on our high school math teacher, didn’t I?”

You roll your eyes. “And yet, you’re here with me.”

He elbows you playfully in the side. “Well, she couldn’t compare to you.”

You just laugh and head inside the store.

The inside smells like dust and the culmination of other peoples belongings, but he’s drawn to the jewelry shelf towards the entrance, whilst you wander off by yourself down one of the countless aisles. The shelf holds many pieces of jewelry, but what catches his eye is a pair of wedding rings, obviously on the older side, but the feeling hits him so fast, it feels like his heart has fallen to his feet.

Shanks had never thought about proposing to you. Not in a “terrified of marriage” way, but to him you already were. But, standing in that store, the need had never been more apparent, and the rings were within his budget. It felt like a sign from on high, even if you were the one who believed in signs like that.

You both left the store half an hour later, his wallet a bit lighter, but pocket heavier.

You make dinner that night, something simple, but delicious and Shanks, never one to second guess himself, jumps right in.

“I want to marry you.”

Your eyes widen as you nearly spit out your drink. “Wh-“

He pulls the rings out and continues. “I know you didn’t dream about living in a one bedroom apartment with shitty heating and cooling, and that you deserve better than I can give you, but I promise you that you’ll have it one day. Whatever you want, a big house, dogs or cats, a huge ugly gold and crystal chandelier in the foyer. I want to give that all to you.”

You take his hand in yours. “Shanks, baby, we may not live the life you think we deserve, but I live the life I want with you every day. I don’t care about any of that stuff, not really. So what if our heating breaks in the middle of winter? So what if I can’t have a big yard or house? I’d rather have you.”

He feels his eyes get a little misty and he turns away. “I’m not the one who’s supposed to be crying here.”

You roll your eyes and slip one of the rings on. “I’ll marry you.”

He kisses you deep, a grin on his face that won’t go away no matter how hard he tries.

The wedding takes place in a court house, costing no more than 120 dollars and the two of you wearing the nicest clothes you can afford, but its perfect and neither of you would dream of anything else, not when you have each other. This is the life you deserve, and he can give it to you after all.

[thescrapwitch]

in a recent post you said in the tag you were a school librarian for small children , and i have some questions about the job if you are willing to answer

how hard is it , and by that i mean is it hectic , or you have free time ?

what are the best and worst thing about your job , like just in general , the thing that when it come up , make you go yayayaya i like this vs gevdvew why cant i do it tommorow

Hello! Thank you for the ask! Be warned, I love my job A LOT so I'm going to ramble about it.

I will say, first, that I did not go to school to become a librarian. I kind of fell into the job sideways. I am trained as a teacher, and so slipped into the teacher-librarian role when it opened up at my school. This means that a lot of the stuff the other librarians are responsible for (cataloguing and data management and other things involving math) I don't have to do. My responsibilities are focused around running library classes with the primary grades (helping them get new books, reading them stories, and running small workshops focused around things like digital literacy), finding resources for homeroom/specialist teachers to support the curriculum in the classroom, and managing the library space (shelving books, ordering new books, getting authors to visit, promoting certain books during events/holidays, etc).

It can be hectic, because there is always someone dropping into the library needing a book, or help with their ebook account, or a question about a graphic novel, or wanting to hide from recess because its too cold outside. And that's inbetween when I have scheduled classes coming in for their library time (and I have between three to five of those a day). There's always something that needs to be done (such as the shelving. Oh god, the shelving), so while my schedule might say I have some free time, I'm never actually just sitting and reading at my desk. But its an active, hands-on sort of job where I'm busy doing things and not just answering emails or staring at a computer, and I live for the productive chaos working with small children brings. Never a dull moment, that's for sure.

Best part of the job is definitely my students. I love how this job lets me interact and teach and get to know them really well (kids will tell a trusted librarian everything) but I don't need to worry about meeting parents or marking homework or writing report cards. And I get all sorts of interesting requests for books too, from "I need a book with lots of murder in it" (says a child age eight) to a student who asked me for a book that had "a dog main character, magic but set in the real world and was a little sad." (Dogsbody, by the way. The book that has all of these things is Dogsbody by Diana Wynne Jones and I was SO proud of myself for knowing that one). I love seeing them fall in love with a series or an author, or to listen to them info-dump all about their special interest and watch them walk out with a stack of new books on turtles or baking or Egyptian mythology. And I love reading picture books out loud to the tiny ones. Not to brag, but I am very skilled at making silly voices.

Worst part of the job is - and this is going to sound very silly - the shelving. Look, I get all the books nice and organized on the shelves, and then by the end of the day they are all OFF the shelves (or put back on in the completely wrong order by a small child trying to be helpful) and I have to do it all over again. Fiction and graphic novels are okay, but non-fiction is so specific with the Dewey system that it just drives me insane. And then I'll find all sorts of oddities while shelving, like the time someone put Worm books in the Cooking section and Cooking books in the Worm section, or the time I found a sock being used as a bookmark. Every time I look at the carts filled with "to be shelved" books I think "maybe I can deal with this tomorrow instead" (which leads to me having to do EVEN MORE shelving the next day, so not the best plan on my part). Like I said, its a silly thing because I want the kids to take the books off the shelves and read them, I just wish it wasn't so much work to put them all back on.

I hope that answers your questions!

[warupiposaru]

helloooo bomb,,, could you mayhaps elaborate on joe & sk in your au,,, only if you want to n have time and energy!!!!! loving your ideas so far aaaaaa

Hello!! THANK YOUG!!

I've been thinking a lot, it's just hard to use my words 😔👊💥

So for a little bit of world context:

Heaven World favors Space over Earth, but due to disharmony, Harmony is considering closing everything off all together.

Playa is a idol who sprouted amongst the Space Soccer planet, and has actually had multiple tries at the rhythm trials to flourish, but had failed everytime. (Disharmony is effecting Everything, even Heaven World btw.. Harmony. Herself. Is- yeah you get it.)

Anyway Joe, does NOT get multiple chances and Barista had to argue for him to even GET ONE. (Which is why he's the one who fetches Joe, much to Harmony's annoyance.)

Joe and Playa interact a little bit when Joe is getting used to Heaven World (needing to sniff around and figure out how to deal with his situation, and find Barista again) and well, Playa offers to give Joe a tour, which he didn't want.

"Well, I dunno, I think you need me! Do you even know where the Cafe is?"

"What? What Cafe? In the sky?"

"You just walked out of a castle."

"Why does the Cafe matter?"

"Uh, the dog you're looking for owns it? Duh?"

"... What?"

You know just a bit of tagalong quest before he's more important later; when their deadlines are both put on the line at the same time because Tibby fell from Heaven World (uh oh!)

And then Playa finds Joe and tries to soften the blow Harmony had made because, he knows her, he's had chances. Even if they're over now. He, understands, she is going through something. But, yk Joe doesn't exactly care right now.

He now has to "flourish", whatever that is, and now find a baby, and the flow meter, and probably fix everyone's problems along the way- AND NOW he suddenly feels guilty because they had helped him earlier, and he's being snappy. He probably does need their help, and well, Playa was going to be really insistent anyway.

(^ also somewhere inbetween this Samurai has been following Joe at a distance and later on Playa is going to notice it too lol)

ANYWAY it's basically like, they both try to be positive as they go along, but Joe is closed off, and kind of finds Playa annoying for trying to be friendly. < guess who has better rhythm out of the two of them

But it's okay.. it grows on him, and Playa gets to humble Joe repeatedly lol. The :-] weow. Look at what being nice and sillay did for me <3 and Joe's just >:^( I get it.. <- don't blame him for being a bit of a butt, reminder his sister is also missing and he can't get to earth, also where that baby he has to find is, UGH. (At least they were, conveniently, together when they find them.)

As they get to talk, and kind of reflect on the situation more as they help people in a chain of sidequests trying to get to earth. They kind of get to reside in one another of randomly having their half of the world tossed onto their shoulders, and, becoming an idol is overwhelming, and kind of scary because of the Crisis TM. IDK, guys going through a situation together but it takes them FOREVER to address it and then it's Ah. Man. Okay let's push that. Back again!!

They're becoming friends though! And Samurai is there too!!! Whatcha!!!!! CAUGHT YOU!!! And he's just "Ah......... Nice to meet you." AND wow added fun to our field trip.. and dynamic,, but I'll leave that for laterg///

Really it's like Joe has to loosen up from Playa, and Playa learns to shape up from Joe(+Samurai), especially bc later on in the AU they REALLY start to crack under the pressure, more than Joe had. I wuvg them,,,

ALSO funny. Maccie has beef with Playa because she's already mad at Barista for "stealing" Joe. So yk. Lol.

DW she'll turn around. She, Yuka, and Barista kind of wingman them (+Samurai) bc its a musical adventure in my mind and imagine the sillayyy

UHHH I can't think very much more right now! I hope this is good for the moment,,, I probably didn't words this a lot of good but! Yargggh they r so sillay to meeee,,,

[parkcivconfess]

I have officially made the block list for my alien stage au!! I also listed which characters would use what from what I could think of (MY APOLOGIES FOR THE SUPER LONG ASK)

Dirt block- basic, typically boring and only used for inbetween jumps as they’re not very impressive. They don’t mean a lot without the context of other blocks

Grass block- as I said in my previous ask they’re simple and plain but that doesn’t mean they aren’t useful. They’re a baseline block. Basically essential to a perfect course. They can still have a lot of meaning to them, they’re often connected a lot to nature and the freshness of a farm

Grass- similar to the other block however a lot more of a difficult jump. It’s a lot more peppy but still soothing in a way. The freshness of the block is often why people use it.

Water block- (as said in my previous ask) difficult jump. They’re sinking, depressing, gloomy and inescapable. This block is often used to depict feeling of sadness and hopelessness.

Slabs- slightly more difficult jump then normal, they’re often used to show difficulty but not enough where it’s a major concern.

Stairs- difficult jump, often used to show complicated feelings, a stepping stone, a step in the right direction so to say.

Fences- this block is used to convey a new beginning, metaphorically (and literally) jumping the fence.

Trap door- as expected this block is used as a trick. It’s placed on courses to shock and surprise the audience, its meaning can differ depending on the person and course.

Candles- a small block. (Difficult jump) Often used to convey lost time. The insignificance of death. Death is a very common use for this block. When unlit they’re used for death, when lit they’re used as rebirth. As always depending on the person this jump can mean something entirely different.

Brewing Stands- very rare blocks, also very difficult jump. These jumps are typically used to wow a crowd. They have many different tricks to them, however they’re difficult to navigate so they aren’t often used in competition.

Glass panes- difficult jump. these blocks are used to show transparency, cleanness, and something clear.

Amethyst crystals- difficult jump. While one of the more prettier blocks, it also has a naturally better sound. These jumps are used to show wonder, adventure, and beauty.

Slime block - moderate jump. These jumps convey springiness, weightlessness, fun! These are used a lot to jump between beats and hype up the crowd.

Honey block- moderate jump. Similar to the slime block however it’s a lot less fun. It slows the user down to shift the mood. These blocks are used a lot as transitions to a different emotion the person wants to convey.

Flower pot- difficult jump. Used for nature related themes, however this can also be used to signify caginess as the flower is trapped. It depends on the user but it can go from fresh nature, joy. To trapped, and unable to move forward.

Flower- more difficult jump. Despite it seeming similar to the flower pot it means something completely different. This block is used in relation to grass, it’s paired nicely with the freshness of a field.

Chains- difficult jump. Chains give off the feeling of entrapment. Torture. Pain. Sometimes also used for imprisonment. They’re hard jumps to make which make them even more entertaining to watch.

Ice block- difficult jump. These blocks are used for frigidness, the moving of time. Feeling as if something’s slipping right past you. However they can sometimes also be used for comedic effect, for example slipping onto another block or failing a jump.

Brick- Simple jump. Used for strict order, obedience, and rules. This is how it is there is nothing I can do to stop it.

Barrier block- extremely difficult jump. These blocks are very difficult to find as they’re hidden very thoroughly and aren’t encouraged to use. They signify secrecy, danger, and shock.

Command blocks- extremely difficult jump. Not only is this block difficult to find it’s also illegal to use. However if you were somehow to use this block it would convey absolute obedience, order, command. Control.

With that out of the way here is what I think each characters preferences would be (mainly just Evbo and seawatt cause you know me)

Evbo- uses a lot of grass and nature related blocks. He likes to shock and surprise the crowd, get a laugh out of them. (Slime blocks and ice blocks are also often used.. when he can find them) But as he progresses his courses do get a bit more depressing.. candles popping up every so often.

Seawatt- Seawatt obviously uses brewing stands, as well as any block that would surprise the crowd. However uniquely he also enjoys copying his opponents blocks to mock their story. He avoids blocks that might give any of his own away.

Emf- water blocks, amethyst crystals, overtime chains. I think he’d have a very emotional course. A beautiful one though.

Evil champion- (yeah he’s here too) obviously his favorite is barrier blocks, but he also enjoys using chains.

Clownpierce- any difficult block. No preference. His courses are always very rough and give off a coldness to them.

Tom (the old man)- similar to Evbo he uses a lot of nature blocks, however water also makes a frequent appearance.

- :P

SLURPS

[kaz-playz]

Do you have any angst headcanons for Illinois? New York? Any other state you want to share for?

I'm gonna apologize for the amount of typos this will have bcs i have nails on and for how long you waited for me to post this.

But yes i do have Illinois angst! (not so much NY, srry)

Illiyork angst:

he was extremely insecure at the beginning of their relationship,

thinking NY was too good for him, or leading him on, or that he would find someone better. It led to pretty severe alcohol abuse and a bipolar depression diagnosis. Him and NY also argued quite a it due to his insecurity and discomfort in the relationship. NY eventually caught wind of a sliver of what was going on and the arguments have died down to a point where its harder to start one than stop it.

our boy did spontaniously break up w NY a lot back then because he was unstable, and he almost got turned into fertilizer for it until the NE decided to make them talk and get to the bottom of this, bcs 'every time we try and kill this guy he's bawling about not being good enough for you'.

IL vs The Midwest:

hes often portrayed as the blacksheep in the midwest, bcs hes not nice or neighborly or outgoing most of the time. Everyone walks on eggshells around him even Indiana though its less often than the others. He cries about how he has no friends even though hes basically crushing the antisocial olympics 25/8 (he wants and needs friends he just doesnt realize when he ghosts literally everybody) the only person he talks to like everyday is NY which is another reason Indy HATES him. (Protective brothr indy my beloved)

Illy hates standing out so much but he would hate changing himself even more so hes stuck inbetween a rock and a hard place.

IL and Chicago angst:

When chicago boomed in popularity she overshadowed the rest of the state, who werent to quiet about it. Illinois looked at his daaughter and felt jealousy and resentment instead of adoration and love. he was horrified but he tried to get over it. he sent her to live with indiana after he learned how the other cities felt about her. now they all live together but he still gets testy when called chicago. She still wonders why her dad wouldnt talk to her then. He still feels horrible, but he's so detached from her that he lets her do basically what she wants. He loves her very much but he needs to be more involved in her life, and indy makes sure to tell him so.

If NY ever found out about that IlliYork wld probably be on a lonnnnnnngggg break and chicago wld probably be in NY state a lot more (against her will probably)

OKAYYY thats it for now ty for listening to my projecting headcanons!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR 🎊

[maykitz]

im pretty sure you were the one posting abt working out (if no feel free to ignore) but days later i wanted to say, same boat, still at the beginning but been working out regularly nowadays after years of looking like a scrawny nerd. its hard but seeing you list all the ways it makes life better was real inspiring. i hope i get physical results soon. have a nice day man

nice! visible results will leave you waiting a long time though, just be prepared for that. like months. especially cause if you have a life at all you probably won't stick to the minmaxed diet/5 days a week routine for fastest restults. and inbetween the initial enthusiasm and the longterm results lurks the valley of just not hitting the gym anymore after week 3. truly many such cases + i could be much better off now if i didn't get lazy like that. only thing that helps is that you can feel it way earlier, the increased energy and decreased fatigue every day from having a higher level of basic fitness, and finding something that is actually fun because the odds that you'll be consistent doing something you don't really like are essentially nil. i much prefer team sports over the monotony of swimming or running laps, i only do the former competitively with a partner and the latter outside on some interesting track with my dog. but yeah, good luck!

[bonesandthebees]

I'll tell one story from the trip tho!!

So Germany yes. That was added to my trip because I wanted to meetup with a friend there AND there was a really cool painting I liked that was in the Hamburg Kunsthalle, and Hamburg is right below Denmark so it was practically on the way!!

The painting in question? A wanderer above a sea of fog.

This painting is the whole reason I started getting into art/art history. In my philosophy class I took last year, we had a brief section on the Romantic period of history and I found it super fascinating and one of the examples from that period we learnt about was this painting.

This painting represents one of the core beliefs of the Romanticism period: finding yourself back in touch with nature.

The Enlightenment was all about science and cold hard facts and technology and blahblahblah and the Romantic period was the response to that, it pushed back against it. It was about love and reconnecting with nature and embracing chaos and i just ARGHRHT i know it Definitely (and I mean really, it definitely) had its flaws, but idk:)) it just really spoke to me and the painting itself is absolutely gorgeous. It was the first time I ever saw a historically famous painting and had it actually Speak to me.

I just found it very interesting, because all my life I grew up super science brain and stuff, so it was nice to just... View life from a different angle, if that makes sense.

But yeah!! Went off on a bit of a tangent there, but the point is the painting made me get into art!! And so it's special to me and I wouldn't have even gone to any of the (many) art museums I went to in Europe without it, so I figured why the heck not! Plus the Hamburg Kunsthalle is absolutely gorgeous like Holy Shit I saw the photos of the building and went "dang I dont even have to have the painting there to wanna go here, it's so cool"

And thank god for that. Because Bee. Bee.

I go to Hamburg for a fricken day trip--not even a day trip, just a few hours, because I want to maximize my time with my friend and she ends up not being able to go with me, but at this point I've put in too much research to skip this place.

So I'm hopping on a two hour train just for this one museum and I get there and wow it's even better than the photos. Like this place-- jaw dropping. It's SO FUCKING COOL but,

But.

The painting isn't there. The painting. Is not there. It's actually funny how I find out, I end up chatting with another tourist and he came to this museum for the exact same painting and I mentioned it to him and he was like "yeah no bro they moved it just a few weeks ago" LIKE WHAT 😭😭😭 so depressing I was just like ??!??!? Bc if u google it, it still tells u it's in hamburg like i had no way of knowing it was so frustrating 😭😭

But yeah so apparently it's in Dresden bc it's like some anniversary or smth and im just like wtf is dresden. Where is dresden. Why is this my life

(Dresden is in germany, 6 hrs from Hamburg so originally I thought I wouldn't be able to make it, but it's in fact inbetween Berlin and Poland, which I was staying in Berlin and going to Poland right after so it ended up working out perfectly!!)

And so. I added another city that I'd never heard of to my Germany trip just to find this painting that I was now getting excessively more passionate about than I'd ever been bc why is it this hard to find one goddamned painting??

And I arrive in Dresden btw and like immediately go to the wrong museum which is Hilarious and i just go to the front desk and go WHERE IS THIS PAINTING and theyre like ... Are u good-- Jk i wasnt that dramatic but i was feeling it 😭

But ANYWAYS the guy is like "ohhh yeah we have that painting just 5 mins away but erm. The museum is full rn"

And im just like ... Wdym full. Like. Today... Days... Weeks...???

And the person is like "full until 16"

And im here like "september 16??? Or 16:00 the hour??"

They meant 1600 the hour and i was like oh well idc about that bro that's only a two hour wait 😭😭 this gives me time to drop my stuff off at the hostel anyway sooo

AND SO

I drop off my stuff at the hostel

I go to the museum

And it's literally the first painting u see when u walk into the exhibit like dang i was expecting more obstacles at this point HAHAHAHAHA

But yeah!!!!!

I SAW IT!!!! I FINALLY FOUND IT!!!!!!

It's really cool:)) much bigger than I was expecting irl and his coat is a lot more green than it is in replicas!!

Im very happy I went searching for it and lowkey? Lowkey I wanna try this again hahahaha

It was a fun adventure and I fell in love with both Hamburg and Dresden. Like Dresden is honestly one of my fav parts of the whole trip (I'll go more detail into that later), and I would have never have gone to it without this painting so!!

I wanna choose more random paintings and go to unknown cities just for it hahaha

OOOO I love examining the shift from the enlightenment to the romantic period. of course the romantic period had its issues but it was so interesting to see art and literature shift focus from such stringent intellectualism to embracing emotions and nature and all that. also I've heard of that painting! it's such a stunning painting I totally get why you feel so connected with it

oh my god your story of hunting down this painting is wild 😭 I can't believe they moved it and just didn't say anything online??? but hey yknow I bet it was still incredible to visit hamburg. and then you got to dresden to see the painting anyway!!! that's such a cool detour to take. you got to see not one but two german cities you didn't plan on visiting before and you got to see the painting in the end!! it's always so much fun seeing a famous painting in person for the first time and realizing what details exist that just don't get across in photos.

I can't wait to hear more about hamburg and dresden. I want to visit germany so badly so I want to take notes about places to check out.

I think I've talked about this before but this whole thing reminds me of my journey to see girl with a pearl earring in Den Haag. I only went there for the museum and was just in the city for a few hours but it was still so worth the trip the museum alone was incredible and seeing the painting was unparalleled. I think picking paintings to see and traveling to find them is a really fun way to find places to travel. I should consider that for my next europe trip hmm

[understandableparadox]

its hard finding good isekai mangas to do reviews on because like...ok heres my experiance.

"ok, this one looks trashy."

*chapter one explains nothing and the last three pages are some sick sadistic shit which is expanded upon in chapter two, it is nothing but fetish content to the extreme and its a fucking miracle most of it seemed to have escaped japans censorship laws. Also. the story is non existant, it is like a saltine cracker that someone has put a "highschoolers" tits on and is attempting to shovel it into your mouth Expeditiously.*

"Well i cannot in good concious show this to anyone, even with the running joke of most isekais being thinly veiled porn. ok what about this one..."

*chapter one wastes so much time explaining a magic system that is only minutely different from any other magic system. it dose not matter because at the end of the day the mc will either just have skill that a.) invalidates the fantasy setting by allowing them to buy modern shit with magic amazon b.) become the fucking avatar but less cool. c.) have some kind of anti magic or whatever that just kinda manifests as energy that destroys stuff. the story means nothing and is just there to fullfill whatever penny a dozen dream they have. such as "wow, it would be nice to live with no responsibilities in fantasy europe with hot moody elf men while also sacrificing none of my daily convinances." or "Wow, it would be great to be fawned over my multiple blindly devoted elf women who either do not challange my world view or have a world view that me and my Superior japanese culture can crush." or "Wow, i would love to kill everyone that mildly annoys me and also these some elfs around."*

"wow, there is so little to talk about here. next."

*BALL ROOM FANTASY, BALL ROOM FANTASY, I AM IN A FANCY FRENCH CASTLE AND I MUST DO BALL ROOM POLITICS THAT ARE SO SIMPLE, HI VAUGLY RACIST AND ALSO TWINKIFIED MIDDLE EASTERN PRINCE! OH HI DEMON KINg WITH AN IMMACULATE SMOULDER, OH GOLLY GEE, I NEED TO BALANCE MY POLITICAL SLASH SMALL BUISNESS SLASH HOME LIFE WITH ALL OF THESE EASILY FIXABLE BROKEN MEN, WHATEVER SHALL I DO, I BETTER GO TO THIS FUCKING BALL SO MY ARMY OF PET PROJECT MEN CAN ALPHA INTIMIDATE THIS BITCH IN A PURBLE DRESS WHO HAS A SLIGHTLY NEGATIVE OPINION OF ME, EITHER BECAUSE SHE WILL NOT LIKE ME OR SHE WILL TRY TO FUCKING KILL ME. THERE IS NO INBETWEEN AND IT WILL BE DELT WITH IN ONE CHAPTER BECAUSE I NEED TO DELVE INTO THIS HOT MOODY ELFS TRAGIC BACKSTORY AND FIX IT WITH A BOBA TEA THAT I "INVENTED"*