#ok big pref

[souls-gone]

ok like this for something nsft from gehr or freyja (comment if you have a specific preference) 👀

[take-taker-taken]

Can I get a ABA!Taker with small reader, (im 5'0 without shoes lol) (male pref) where he works with taker and accidentally injures him during a match and taker takes him in the locker room?

Kinks: daddy kink, dry humping,dumbification, spanking maybe?

Hey, hey, Anon! Here’s your fic! No title I’m afraid because I struggle with those. Also have to give props to Randy Orton for the inspiration of Taker getting hurt. Hope you enjoy!

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“Me? You’re sure?”

“That’s what he said. That he likes what he’s seen and thinks you deserve a push.” The exec stands up and so you get to your feet as well before reaching out to shake his hand.

“Thank you, sir. I really appreciate the opportunity.”

You leave the office in a bit of a daze at what’s just taken place. At first you’d been petrified that they were going to fire you and so to be told that none other than the Undertaker wants to work with you… Whoah. Immediately after leaving the room you set about trying to find him so that you can thank him personally - he’s an old school guy and so you know he would consider that the proper way to do things.

After psyching yourself up a bit, you knock on his dressing room door and hear a lazy, “Yeah?”

You open the door a little and peer around it, scanning the large room until you see the man himself sprawled on a couch watching some sports on a TV. He looks around and a slow smile creeps over his face. Not unkind, exactly, but… you can’t quite place it. You stand awkwardly at the door because truth is… well, he’s freakin’ hot.

“It’s the new kid!” He says and waves you over. “Come on in, boy.”

You step in and close the door behind you, trying to ignore the fact that he’s already unintentionally hit on one of your kinks - hearing him call you ‘boy’, and with that accent... You pause for a second as you suppress a shiver and then remind yourself that he’s probably not going to appreciate some timid little newbie hovering in the corner. You need to be polite and respectful, but confident and so you walk over until you’re only a few feet away. Damn, he’s a big guy.

“Sir, I wanted to stop by and say thank you. The office just told me that you asked about us doing a short program together because you thought I deserved a push. Coming from you, that’s a huge compliment sir, and a great opportunity. I really appreciate it, thank you.”

Taker sits up a little bit straighter, his black Harley Davidson t-shirt pulling tight across his chest and he nods. “Respect, that’s good - I like that.”

Like his smile earlier, there’s something in his tone that you can’t place but you do feel yourself blush slightly. Trying to cover it you clear your throat and shrug. “Well, yeah - you’re the locker room leader, so I figured -”

“You figure right.” He says, pointing at you with his first two fingers. “I’m the daddy.”

Oh god. You swallow and start willing your dick not to get hard as you gradually back away. “I’ll uh, I’ll leave you alone now. Thank you again. Sir.”

He gives you a nod. “You got it, kid. We’ll catch up and go over some spots next week some time.”

He turns his attention back to the TV and so that’s you dismissed. You turn and leave the room, unable to shift the image of his shirt stretched tight across his chest and biceps as he gave you that smile. What was that? You decide to head to the gym and get a workout in, but find that his voice calling himself ‘daddy’ echoes around your head all day.

————————

Match day rolls around and you pace nervously in gorilla and then you turn and nearly walk smack into him. You look up - all the way up, because he has nearly two feet of height on you and you know that fear is written all over your face.

“Calm down, kid. We’re gonna go out there and tear it down, OK?” He rests one huge hand briefly on your shoulder and you glance down at it and then back up.

“Yessir.”

He nods and gives you a nudge towards the curtain as the announcer starts the spiel for you and then your music kicks in and you head on through and down to the ramp. You have a small following and of course you’re going to lose but this is the biggest match of your career so far and so you do you best to get out of your head and play up to the crowd as you reach the ring. The cheers for you die down and then Taker’s music hits and the roof comes off. It’s been decided that the ramp is too short for his bike and so he saunters down to the ring while you wait on him, trying your best not to look as intimidated as you are.

“It’ll be fine,” you tell yourself. “He’s a safe worker. One of the best. He wanted this match.”

He steps in and pulls the audience into continuing their worship as he works his way around the squared circle. Then it’s time. You step up close - you’d be touching chests if it wasn’t for the height difference - and stare up into the deadliest pair of eyes you’ve ever seen. A sneer curls his lip as he stands with his hands on his hips, staring right back down at you. You know that to the watching public it probably looks ridiculous but then the bell goes and it’s game on.

You lock up, so much as that’s possible but he soon sends you sprawling to the floor, which you use as an opportunity to showcase some agility. The match gets into a nice pace and you’re starting to really enjoy yourself, giving Taker the runaround and even getting some low tackles in that slam him to the canvas, just as you’ve agreed. He has you hemmed in the corner as you take turns delivering blows to the head and he calls the big spot that you worked on.

“OK kid, you’re gonna slip under my arm, jump and bash my head on the post here, then get outta the ring and get the chair in here.”

He moves one leg back just a fraction which gives you the wriggle room to duck and with a big leap you deliver the blow to his head before nipping between the ropes. You grab the folding chair from the corner by the announcer’s table and shove it into the ring while Taker staggers about, selling the blow to his head. You pick up the chair and deliver a blow to his back and so he falls down to the canvas and you drop a couple more. As he drags himself up to all fours, you move around so that you’re standing over his head - it’s time for the big one and you raise the chair high and bring it down as he gets to his knees.

He raises his head and you realise with horror what’s about to happen - you’ve not properly factored in distance and BAM! Instead of catching him on top of his head, it glances down his forehead and opens him up. Blood appears in an instant, welling up in the cut before spilling over and trickling down in his face in a bright red curtain. You stare open mouthed at what you’ve done but he doesn’t really acknowledge it, just carries on with a couple more moves on you before grabbing and positioning you for the Last Ride. He lifts you high, high into the air and then you hear the blood rushing in your ears before you hit the canvas with a deafening thud. He covers you, the bell goes and the ref raises his arm as his theme blasts out.

Having celebrated his win he exits the ring and leaves you laying there, staring at a pool of his blood glistening bright red against the canvas. You give him a chance to make his way up the ramp before you slide out and follow dejectedly in his wake. As you walk back through the curtain gorilla is blessedly empty, so you escape the first ass-chewing that you were anticipating. You need to find him and apologise - your first really big match and you blew it. The image of him covered in blood comes to your mind and you wipe a hand over your face and moan. He’s going to kill you.

You ask a couple of crew if they’ve seen him and the second one says that they saw him heading to medical and your heart sinks. You are so finished. You consider going there to see him, but somehow don’t think your presence would be appreciated and so instead you head to the showers figuring to get changed and then catch up to him.

There’s half a dozen guys already in the locker room and they greet you enthusiastically and ask how things went. You recount the absolute disaster and they try to reassure you with all the usual ‘mistakes happen’ stuff. You nod and then grab your gel and head through to the shower while the rest of the guys continue to yell and chat with each other.

You’ve been stood under the water, lost in thought for a few minutes when it suddenly occurs to you that it’s gone quiet. Silent, in fact. Frowning, you shut off the water and grab your towel, rubbing it over your head and body before stepping into a pair of sweats before you walk round the corner to the lockers.

Taker is sat there, waiting for you. Your eyes do a quick sweep of the room and then dart back to him when he speaks.

“Ain’t nobody coming in here, boy. It’s just you and me.”

You take a couple of steps forward. “Taker, I’m sorry - I didn’t mean -”

He holds up a hand and you fall silent. “What’d you call me?”

You curse inwardly. “Sir, I -”

“Try again.”

You swallow as your mind races because there’s no way he wants you to use his given name. If it’s not Taker, and it’s not sir, the only other thing he’s mentioned… Fuck. You chew on your lip for a moment and then whisper, “I’m sorry… daddy?”

He nods slowly. “There ya go.” He beckons you closer and staring at the floor you make your way over. “Look at me, boy.”

You raise your eyes and wince when you see the now closed up cut on his forehead. “I didn’t mean to, daddy.”

“I know that,” he says and you feel relief wash over you until he adds, “but now I need to give you a receipt, don’t I?”

You almost feel like you’re on the outside looking in, because he must know that this is pushing your buttons. Your mind races as you try to think whether you’ve ever said or done anything to give the game away but you turn up a blank. You’ve always had a crush on him but figured you’d kept a lid on it, even to the point of avoiding him. You flash back to that smile he gave you that you had never quite figured out and realise that he must have seen it in you. You don’t know whether to be excited or terrified.

He stands up and you take an involuntary step back but he grabs your wrist before setting one foot up on the bench. You look at the huge boot and then back up to his face but only for a second because he jerks you forward and bends you over his thigh and then holds you in place with a hand on the back of your neck.

“Take those sweats down.” He accompanies his words with a squeeze of his hand.

You reach for your waistband and then sanity interferes. “Wh… what are you going to do?”

“Did I stutter, boy? Get ‘em down!”

With a whimper you comply, pushing the fabric down over your ass and thighs until they reach your knees and drop the rest of the way to pool around your feet.

“That’s better,” his voice is softer now. “I tell you to do something and you jump, boy.”

“Yes, daddy-ee!” Your response turns to a squeak as you feel that big hand stroke over your naked ass.

“OK, it’s receipt time.” His leg shifts slightly as he gets himself comfortable and then he gives you a gentle pat before adding, “Now, you can yell as loud as you want so long as you don’t mind anyone outside figuring out what’s happening to ya.”

With that he draws his hand back and it comes down firmly on your ass, making you gasp. Surprisingly, it’s not as painful as you thought it would be and even when the second and third smacks land it feels like maybe this is just some kind of token thing for him to do to a newbie - like mild hazing or something. By the time it gets to six you’re starting to change your mind and when a particularly hard strike lands you cry out and clutch his leg.

“OK, tha -that’s enough - I -” Suddenly you’re upright, his hand still around the back of your neck and he’s glaring at you. He bends down until his face is inches from your own and you stare at the strawberry blonde goatee as he speaks slowly in a low voice.

“Let’s get something crystal fuckin’ clear, boy. You don’t decide what’s enough - I do. Got it?” You nod and he gives you a shake. “Who does?”

“Y- you do,” you stutter and then when his looks becomes meaner still you hurriedly add, “I mean - you do, daddy.”

“Damn right.” He nods and message delivered, he bends you back over and really begins to wail on you, his palm coming down hard all over your ass and flinging your hands out of the way when you try to protect yourself. You’re shouting in pain and not caring who hears you but it’s clearly no deterrent to him and so you try a different tack.

“Please, daddy! Please stop! I’ll be good, I promise!”

Despite the pain, the embarrassment and the confusion you realise that your dick is getting hard and try desperately to will it from happening, but to no avail. Your feet drum on the floor as he continues to spank you and you’re squeezing his calf again. Eventually he stops and you blink furiously to clear the tears before he drags you upright again.

“That’s your receipt, boy. Next time you fuck up that bad it’ll be my belt, ya hear?”

You swipe a hand across your face and nod, unable to stop your other hand from creeping back to rub at your ass. “Yes, daddy. Can - can I go now?” Even as the words leave your mouth a thought flits through your brain that says, ‘Please don’t end this here…’

He still has a hold on your neck but it’s softened and is more comforting than anything else. You watch his eyes scanning down your body and then he stops and a slow smile crosses his face before he glances back up at you.

“Oh, I don’t think so boy - not yet. Now, what’s this?” His hand slips between your legs and the long, warm fingers wrap around your dick which responds rapidly and you let out a small moan. “Looks like that’s got you all hot and bothered, huh?”

You swallow and consider stuttering out a denial but what would be the point? While he’s holding your dick, his free hand wanders to his own crotch and you watch as he squeezes himself through the denim.

“You want to give it up for daddy? Got a few kinks you want me to work out, that it?”

Your head snaps up. Is he really saying what you think he’s saying? There’s that smirk again but he shocks you by abruptly letting go of your dick and pulling up your sweats. You stand there, a deep blush on your cheeks and heart pounding as it pokes out, tenting the material.

Taker picks up his gear bag, a typical black holdall, and tosses it on to the floor in front of you. You glance down at it and then back up at him but he’s already got his back turned as he walks to retrieve a chair from the far end of the room. He saunters back over and sets it down about four feet from the gear bag, which you’re standing just behind. He takes a seat as you stand there hot, bothered and horny, wondering what’s going on. He leans back, knees falling wide apart and looks up at you.

“Guess you’re hoping I’m gonna fuck you.” It’s a statement and you find yourself nodding before hurriedly stopping yourself as he chuckles. “Yeah, I thought so. But here’s the thing.” He brushes some imaginary dust from his thigh and says, “You gotta earn that.” He sits up a little straighter and folds his arms. “What d’you think about that?”

“I…” You swallow and try to focus enough to answer as you stand before your ultimate crush, aware that a damp patch is probably spreading on your pale grey sweats. “I can do that, daddy.”

He nods, strokes over his goatee and says, “Let’s find out, shall we? Get on all fours, boy.”

As though pulled by invisible strings, you drop to your hands and knees, which puts you about six inches from his gear bag. You look up, eager to pass whatever test he has in mind for you and then it’s as though your brain just short circuits. If he looked alpha male to you before, being down on all fours and looking up just wipes you out. He beckons to you, urging you forwards, but his bag is in the way… isn’t it?

“C’mon, boy… that’s it. Just get the bag underneath yourself… bit further… stop right there.”

You freeze in place when he tells you to stop and in that moment realise that your dick is just above one edge of the holdall. Your eyes are still fixed on him and that predatory smile is back on his face. Your hips drop slightly and your dick makes contact with the bag through your sweats and you gasp, lifting them up again.

“Go on, boy… rut on it.”

Somehow you’d known this was his plan when he made you crawl over the bag. You don’t think you could stop yourself even if you wanted to and so you begin to move, your swollen dick inside your pants repeatedly catching on the edge of his gear bag. The friction is delicious and you moan, head dropping down. You should be embarrassed - maybe you are - but you just don’t care and straight away begin to pick up speed.

Taker looks pleased and palms himself through his jeans again. “Feels good, don’t it? Look at you… you’re fuck drunk already, boy.” He leans forward, bracing his forearms on his thighs and the movement makes you lift your head again.

“Please… please, daddy!”

“Please what?” He shrugs and then shakes his head. “You don’t even know, do you? You’re too busy fucking yourself stupid.”

“Please daddy…” You want to say more but you just can’t form words and he laughs this time - a low, rumbling sound.

“Poor, dumb little fuckslut. Can’t even form a sentence, can you boy? You just keep going until you make a mess in your pants.”

You give up trying to speak and just nod, knowing that you’re really not far off from…

“Fuck - daddy - please!” You cry out as you start to come, the material of your light grey sweats darkening in patches with your release.

Seemingly unmoved Taker reaches forward and slides his bag out from under you, presumably to prevent it from being soiled and then to your eternal surprise he leans over and kisses you on the forehead.

“There ya go. Next time you can try it on my leg, how ‘bout that?”

You’re still on all fours and just nod dumbly. “Yes please, daddy.”

He stands up and picks up his bag, hefting it on to his shoulder. “You might wanna get up boy, before anyone comes in here and wants to know why you’re on the floor with cum stains on your pants. Just a thought.”

With that, he heads for the door and walks out, leaving you alone still staring dazedly at the chair and wondering how long it’ll be until he calls on you again.

END

[yunarim]

Seeing you knowing a thing or two about kpop makes me wanna spoil you with many kpop songs inspired requests... May I request pomefiore reacting to an idol!reader (pref fem but gender neutral would be ok too if you want) whose group is similar to dreamcatcher (songs, outfits, etc)? Have a good day!!

⟣┄─ The thoughts that stopped, I return my steps to you ɞ ┆✦ characters : vil schoenheit, rook hunt, epel felmier ┆✦ tags : fem!reader (no pronouns used though), fluff, reader is not yuu (but the name yuu mentioned in order to avoid calling reader y/n)

✦ Vil Schoenheit — In the Frozen

— He knew you before you got acquainted with anyone in NRC because he saw you on stage.

— He saw your debut and he also even did a photoshoot with you once.

— Vil knows how much idols work, so he deeply respects your work ethic but doesn’t really know much about you. 

— He’s not a big fan of dark concepts but one day he finds himself preparing for the photoshoot and watching your recent comeback while the stylist is doing his hair. 

— The moment you start singing your lines, his brows twitch a little, and his stylist smirks. 

— Your hairstyle is on point, your makeup is absolutely stunning. 

— The way you present yourself while singing and dancing is also incredibly professional, there’s no denying. You’re the artist, which is extremely admirable. 

— Somehow he thinks about your performance before going to sleep and watches the music video once more, which he would never do normally. 

— Ends up posting a story in MagiCam with your recent music album playing on repeat numerous times and tags your group official account with ‘What an excellent work.’

— Neige started sending Vil edits with your group. 

— Ha… That was annoying at first until one day your group, Vil and Neige, were invited to a radio show. 

— You look magnificent even when you’re not maintaining your mysterious fantasy-like persona on stage. 

— Radio host asks something here and there until the question is aimed directly at Vil.

— “And now to the questions from our listeners! Vil, if you were on a desert island with one of the band members, who would it be?”

— Vil already has the answer perfectly polished to the point he wouldn’t sound offensive or lead to unnecessarily hints and talks, but Neige suddenly interferes. 

— “Ah, forgive me for being rude, the question isn't for me, but I feel like Vil would get along with Yuu!”

— Why. For what reason.

— You smile at him gently, and he remembers you smiling the same way you did in the music video. 

— Neige is long forgotten by now, even if Vil agrees with him. 

— After the radio program you found yourselves stumbling upon each other on photoshoots and TV shows from time to time until you approach him first during one of your activities and straight up ask for his number.

— Congrats on now having a boyfriend who does your makeup, your hairstyle and also is good at giving a piece of advice when it comes to burnouts. 

— You two did a photoshoot with your group’s aesthetics and apparently half of the stan Magitter* went insane. *Magitter – an allusion to twitter

✦ Rook Hunt — Red Sun

— Saw Neige mentioning your group on MagiCam and the whole Pomefiore realized they have never seen the vice dome leader with such enormously huge heart-shaped sparkles in his eyes.

— The moment he saw you, Rook went on MagiTube* to watch every music video, show, vlog and other activities. 

— God he’s so whipped for the concept, he adores every little aesthetic detail in every outfit. 

— And your voice?!.. Ah, what a divine sound you make. All of the members do, there’s no denying, you all are extremely talented individuals. 

— And yet there’s something so captivating in you. 

— He wonders how it is even possible to enchant people with such a pristine, alluring voice, ah, you must be a dark angel, fallen into this obscure relentless world…

— Next day Rook found out about your group and every Pomefiore student who was spotted on the campus territory looked so drenched and that is no wonder, given how expressively Rook described your group image in every detail, appreciating your absolutely divine precious being and–

— In any case he’s now your loyal fan. 

— He proved to be a trustworthy art & culture manager after helping Vil organize his photoshoots and also giving advice to Neige’s managers. 

— No wonder he ended up preparing photoshoots for your group too.

— “Good morning,” you greet Rook, stretching out your hand for the handshake, and at the moment Rook thinks he’s the happiest man in the world.

— Not to mention your voice sounds so nice even when you’re not singing.

— Rook’s being very attentive to your little needs which is incredibly amazing to you.

— You blush a little when you realize you’ll miss him when the photoshoot is over.

— Worry not, you find a small card decorated with dark roses, the decoration fitting your recent comeback’s concept, with Rook’s number written in a bit of cursive handwriting.

— It doesn’t take long for you to fall in love, given how sweet he is.

— But aside from being just nice and attentive, he’s really helpful. 

— He always helps you to relieve some stress when you’re staying up late in the dancing studio by bringing your favorite snacks and just by being supportive. 

— You don’t reveal your relationship to the public, but somehow you end up bragging to Neige about the non-stop amount of ‘beauté!’ you heard every day. 

— You also ended up getting a few lines in French for the upcoming comeback.

— You wonder why. *MagiTube – an allusion to youtube

✦ Epel Felmier — PIRI

— He knows your group for two reasons: first, Ace and Deuce aren’t shutting up, so he first tried bearing with it, and second, your concept looks so refreshing. 

— He also likes this type of music, so in three days he knows your entire discography and sings ‘HOLD UP YEAH, I’M A GEEK THE BIG PARADOX’ part like his life depends on it.

— Unironically creates a MagiTok* account dedicated to making edits with your group.

— One day Ace sends him a magitok with your insanely well edited fancam and Epel says ‘Damn yeah. Btw I was the one who made it’ and Ace refuses to believe it until Epel shows him his account. 

— Your music is obviously a bop, and your recent album is a soty one, but he prefers rap lines more so he can practice his own rapping (he’s extremely good).

— One day your group visits NRC to film your upcoming music video in the Pomefiore dorm, so needless to say he’s excited.

— Epel understands he’s just a fan and there’s no way he would disturb you during filming.

— But huh no.

— You got lost on your way from the cafeteria to Pomefiore and Epel just happened to be there at the moment. 

— Goodness, you’re stunning. 

— Patterned gloves look very nice on your hands when he takes your hand in his quite casually and causes you to follow him.

— “Here you go, don’t get lost again, but finding me is also an option. Good luck on filming!”

— You ask if he’s been doing rap and he looooses it when you say he’s immensely incredible. 

— You also ask him for his socials so you two could chat from time to time and he realizes he makes a fatal mistake when he gives you his MagiTok account.

— He thought he would be over (though he wasn’t sure if it would be you who ended him or Vil but in any case), but you actually… praised him??

— After you suggest he join your entertainment’s editors he’s on cloud nine but still refuses because wouldn’t it be better for him to try casting with rap? He’s so real for this.

— You wonder how you got yourself a boyfriend who’s planning to outshine yourself (jokingly, he’s extremely supportive and he’s your number one loyal stan).

— You know the thing when fans count their days with the idol? He does that too but unironically.

— You feel like he makes and sends you magitoks more often then he messages you “good morning”.

— (No worries, you playfully annoy him too by not sanding new rap lines in the upcoming releases) *MagiTok – an allusion to tiktok

© yushiiae 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧.

[randomartistworld]

I finally did my pronouns page

INTROOO!

Ok so, I'm a teenager, nearly 16. I am Genderfluid (my gender changes with times and it can fluctuate between every gender) and I'm on the AroAce spectrum. I still dunno my sexuality but I might be Omniromantic (attraction toward every gender, but it plays and important role in the attraction and it can cause preferences (for example: a pref. towards females), but I'm still NOT sure.

My pronouns can change so please ask me or use They/Them

THINGS I LIKE!

I love to draw, edit and play videogames (Indie and horror mostly,but of course fighting rpg, rpg and a lot of other types too)

I love to make oc and to ship them with Others (maybe even shipping them with my friends' ocs or other people's, WITH THEIR PERMISSION!)

I also love to write stories and to read ofc!

I don't have a specific genre of music but I really enjoy rock and pop songs.

WHAT I WOULD LIKE TO DO!

I would like to do art trades and request so if you're interested that would be cool!

I also would like to start art commissions but unfortunately I cannot at the moment.

THINGS I DON'T LIKE!

I don't like people who judge art in a rude way, or simply insults other artists bc of their art. I don't like 1nc3sts art (even as a joke), people who r4pe or just think about doing that. (It's disgusting). BIG AGE GAP RELATIONSHIPS. (I would never date anyone who is more than 6 years older than me)

A thing I don't like is when someone spread hate against furries or therians (as long as the don't bother or insult you just let them be what they want)

I hate homophobic & transphobic people, racists, p3d0s, toxic people (manipulators and such things).

DNI LIST!

Everyone who is in the "Things I don't like!" list please DNI with my profile (except for the age gap people. As long as you are simply a friend then that's ok)

ALSO PLEASE IF U SUPPORT MEOWBAHH PLEASE DNI.

MY FANDOMS!

I am in a lot of fandoms!

Here is the list!

-Good Omens (book and show bcw I dunno where to listend to radio good omens)

-Undertale/Deltarune/Underverse

-Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel (I DO NOT SUPPORT VIVIENNE)

-BNHA (non toxic fandom)

-Death Note (not finished yet)

-Haikyuu (not finished yet)

-Kimetsu no yaiba (not finished yet)

-A Silente Voice (<3)

-Some anime I might have missed

-Scooby-Doo (my childhood)

-Ben 10 (my childhood)

-Steven Universe

-Spiderman into/across the spiderverse

-My Little Pony

-Cuphead (show and games)

-South Park

-The Owl House

- Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

-Pokémon

-FNAF

-Craig of the creek

-Total Drama

-Star Versus The Force Of Evil

-Brawl stars

-Skullgirls (I skipped the dialogues so I dunno the stories)

- MELANIE MARTINEZ!!💕

I think that's all!

If you are curious about something just ask me <3

[emperormoth101]

for mommyclan design fight!!!

UHH PREFS HMM

I like cat hybrids? like if you took an eel and gave it cat legs thats what i mean

patterns from other animals are a yes!

body horror and gore is ok! just not a tonnn

big fan of: moths, beetles, centipedes, ribbon eels/eels in general, cats, bright colors, PURE black/white (esp white bodies and totally black heads), weird little cryptic silly guys, big ol teeth, weird scars, also fluffy! AND UM ferrets and reptiles, esp reptile features (reptile legs, tails, etc) ALSO ALSO dinos! particularly microraptors, archaeopteryx, raptors, guys like those, lykoi too, BOBTAILS

NOT so big a fan of

hair :( i cannot draw it at all

overly super complex designs, they can be somewhat complex but not 20 specific splotches

human designs, also cannot draw at all

clothes, hats r ok! and stuff like bowties but no sweaters or jeans

I MAY ADD MORE IDK SO SORRY THIS ISNT RLLY ORGANIZED :(((

examples of designs i like under cut:

alien guy is drawn by my friend b1rdbra1ned and not sure who drew the owl cat

[zombu7]

Also I hate how they make Harry big and strong and Draco delicate and feminine in Drarry fics sorry but Harry is the delicate, small one. Draco is canonically taller than him and Harry is always described as small and thin for his age. “But he got strong bc of Quiddich!” How tho? The role of seeker is the least demanding physically. And it he was to fill up bc of Quiddich wouldn’t that apply to Draco too? I just hate how people try to force top Harry onto things. He’s a bottom.

I think people can have their preferences but I definitely understand what you mean when they overexaggerate / make HP buff lol.

I think Harry being shorter was only canon in the movies but you’re definitely right about how they make Draco a twig HAHAHA it’s just people wanting him to fit into their subby bttm cowardly view of him because that’s what they want and they see the ship through that lense. Also for some reason people view bottoming to be in the same level as smth cowardly and there’s no such thing as strong bottoms apparently 💀

I love muscled / dilf Harry though I love buff bottoms 🤤 I love any HP honestly bc he bottoms… I think it just puts me off when it’s from HP/DMs bc the intent is to just make Draco as uwu softie while Harry is super hyper masculinized as possible and also everytime I see this huge physical exaggeration they usually make HP’s skin darker?? Like it just gives off seeing POC / darker skin tones as aggressive / hypermasculinized after some white maiden… it’s usually from ENG fans too. Like at that point if your “rep” is going to be stereotypical like that just keep them both white hfhfhf. Also they just see him as James. And treat Draco like an oc 😂

Those types of drarry shippers have been known to switch their personalities and physicalities for the longest time, and will continue to stay delusional for their token uwu softie misunderstood white blond boy 😂. A lot of my bttm hp friends and me too have been attacked by them so much, such behavior by rude fans is pitiful. In the end as much as it annoys me, I just block them. Secure in the thought I am not as chronically online as some of them to the point I go after others for t/b pref. Just stay in ur lane, we will be ok! ❤️

[stovepiperat]

IF recs for a friend!!

(all of these should be playable in browser on desktop we can get into interpreters and stuff later lol. also all these are ifdb links which is a great site in general with tags and user lists for finding more stuff!)

Lime Ergot by Caleb Wilson (as Rust Blight)

intensely terrorpilled you'll see what i mean... poetic, short, very lightly puzzly, a personal fav

Violet by Jeremy Freese

ok my personal pref is puzzly and this one is def on the harder (and longer!) end but tbh even spending just 10 min not getting anywhere on the puzzles is such a charming experience & expands the mind abt the possibilities of parser npcs and iirc it has a pretty good hinting system

Galatea by Emily Short

ohohoho SPEAKING of "rly impressively expansive parser character study of one npc" here is Thee entry in that category. emily short is one of the giants of cyoa/IF in general and she's done both twine and trad parser stuff AS WELL AS some rly cool other tabletop stuff aaaand writing for loml fallen london so like. if u like this there is mooore (she also did bronze which is specifically designed for beginners but personally i found it a little fiddly! may 100% have been a han skill issue though idk haha)

Eat Me by Chandler Groover and speaking of shorter terrorcore personal favorites by big name IF authors and delightful IF trope "explore the castle"

The Dreamhold by Andrew Plotkin

plotkin is another IF big name and this was designed as an intro IF, i do just really like it because i love wizards though.

my father's long, long legs by michael lutz

economical and delicious twine creepypasta that does a nice job of showing off the system's features anyone??

With Those We Love Alive by Porpentine and Brenda Neotenomie

long and kind of intentionally monotonous but intensely lovely, high-concept, shows off a lot of fun things you can do with twine like cycling links. porpentine is also a v influential twine writer with lots of cool stuff!! (not germane to This but i do like foldscape)

ok that's probably way more than necessary for now... i love you interactive fiction :3 will update when i get around to my Now That's What I Call Wordplay: Good Fuck I Love Word Puzzle IF list

[sugar-sweet-tea]

Would you do a agere cg Zane (aphmau) fiction where the reader (the regreassor) is little and paints Zane's nails black? And then when they dry they both play stardew valley or smth?

Pref with a gender neutral reader if that's okay

Yes absolutely!! This was a lot of fun to write. Honestly, I’m glad I’m not the only one who thought of Zane as the caregiver type. But this just made me happy! I hope you like it!!

🖤💟🖤💟🖤💟🖤💟🖤💟🖤💟🖤💟🖤💟🖤💟

“Your nails are gonna look so pretty!” Y/N exclaimed excitedly adding another coat. They were currently having some quality time with their caregiver, Zane. Y/N wanted to do something a bit more crafty which involved them painting nails.

“I’m sure it’ll look lovely, my little dove. I can’t wait to see them.” Zane smiled. His eyes were tight shut, as per the little’s request.

They wanted it to be a surprise and they were very excited about it. They felt small, but not too small to the point where they couldn’t do anything.

Which is why painting nails would be the perfect thing for them.

After they begged Zane to pleaseeeeee let them paint his nails, he finally said yes. On one condition. It has to be black. He didn’t care if it was sparkly or if there was designs, although since Y/N was little, he doubts there will be much of a design. But Y/N didn’t care. They wanted to pain nails and gosh darn it, that’s exactly what they intended to do!

Soft music was playing in the background with the lights being dimmed slightly. Sometimes lights can be a bit too hard but if it was too dark, Y/N wouldn’t be able to see what they were doing.

“Annnnnnnnnnnd done! You can open eyes now!” Y/N cried out happily. They were clapping their hands in a way to show their excitement. Zane opened his eye to see dark black sparkly (he knew it-) nails.

“Wow! They look lovely! Thank you so much, cupcake.” Zane thanked them with a smile, patting the top of their head as a way of affection.

Y/N beamed at the compliment. A big, toothy grinned lined their face and Zane could feel his heart melt a bit.

“Ok now that I can’t do much so… did you have any ideas?” Zane asked. Y/N pondered for a second before happily pointing to their switch.

“Stardew Valley!” They excitedly exclaimed running to grab it.

“That’s a great idea.” Zane agreed going over to them. It was a black switch the shared. As Zane’s bail dried they both spent the afternoon chilling together, playing Stardew Valley.

“Maybe letting them paint my nails wasn’t so bad..” Zane thought.

[puppypamps]

‧₊˚⊹♡ · · little boy, big heart !!

𓏲⋆.🧸 my teddy says he loves me ..

hi!! im baby or pup/puppy and i wuv u!! wuf wuf !!

🐾 22 years old ; regresses from 0-5 🦴 he/it/pup + other neos .. ✨ transmasc genderqueer faggot bear  ↪ started t on 8/18/23!! 💉 🖍️ autistic, adhd, plural (alters may make posts here!) 🦖 disabled mobility aid user (chronic pain, POTS, CFS) 🎒 polyamorous bisexual queer ; taken by my 24TM Daddy/big brother and 21NB Mommy/big sister 🌼 vers switch (sub bottom pref) 🧷 ABDL sideblog - main nsfw here ; follows come from p****c****

blank blogs, ageless blogs, and minors will be blocked. asks and dms are open to those looking to make friends! teasing and flirting are also ok! i am not looking for new play partners at this time!

THIS BLOG IS NSFT, MINORS ARE NOT WELCOME! 🔞 EVERYTHING ON THIS BLOG IS FANTASY BETWEEN CONSENTING ADULTS. minors and animals cannot consent.

[bunzfluffle]

bf search or some shit

abt me

Kris // Prn.cc is wip, they/he for now // 16

Alt // big artists // can be rude/does say reclaimable slurs // nonbinary gay // uh tired ig idk

Introvert // will be extroverted with loved ones // desperate for bf frfr i swear im cool id smother u in kisses

Kris deltarune obvs // addict holder // literally a corpse // died and came back in headspace

fc ~

prefs

looking for sm1 nice, preferably someone who doesnt mind me being a bit of a dick and it willing for some banter

uh male mostly

doesnt mind our need for attention or me asking if they still love me or shit, nd is ok with loads of affec

required...

bodily 14-18

in headspace 14-19

uhhhb yea

mars' if u want it

[charliemwrites]

Charlie!!!! 🧩 🧃! Also would you mind sharing your pronouns! I love love love love you and all of your work 💞 (ohbo)

BO!! Thanks for asking, I have no pref for pronouns. Most people use “she” since I’ve got big fuckimg bazongas, but I get “they” a lot as well.

🧩: immediate click off….. uh ok I don’t want to be mean to anyone that writes like this or with this stuff, so I’m just gonna say it’s Not For Me

First person POV, no paragraph spacing or quotation marks for dialogue, and also wound fucking… that last one i usually see in the tags before ever clicking tho

🧃: personal lore, huh? Uh let’s see. Most people on Twitter know about my dog, Allie (first born, heir to the throne) and my cat, kimchi (second born bastard)

I’ve also got four tattoos (with more coming), listen to smut audios at work because I work alone most of the time, and I was SUPER DEEP in the Mortal Kombat fandom for a long time

Love you very much, Bo!!! (All the consensual forms of affection you’re comfortable with)

[starstruckwillows]

swan boat 🦢 - ships!! tell me anything about yourself, as much or as little as you want, fandom and gender pref :)

ok, hiiii jessie!! happy early birthday; 16 is a big one!! can i have a ship for harry potter? idm the gender <3

so u know me, i’m elia, i’m an enfp & 4w3 on the enneagram, and my astrological big three are sag sun, libra moon, and virgo rising!! i’m very extroverted and bubbly; i love ppl and i love fun and i love just going out and doing things!! i’m also very creative i think, i love writing and reading and drawing and music, and just anything that allows me to think and come up with ideas!! i’m very feminine as well i think, i love pastels (esp pink!) and makeup and skirts and dresses :)) if u need a physical appearance, i’m white, 5’2, and i have bleached blonde shoulder-length hair with bangs—and i also wear glasses!

tysm and happy bday again!!

thank you lovelyy<3

🦢

i ship you with george weasley!!

george with someone creative leads to the most stunning prank items you've ever seen, especially in the firework department. you'll get all the prototypes if you ask. he definitely suits someone extroverted - he has lots of friends and wants you to be a part of that. constantly stealing your glasses. listening to your music because even if it isn't his first choice, it's better than what fred plays around the dorm. will make you presents as opposed to buying them. pink is his favourite colour on you. will try to style your hair. midnight adventures when you can't sleep, both during and post hogwarts. once you guys apparated halfway across the country just to play hook-a-duck.

[audio-luddite]

1961 recording

Well this is interesting. Mercury Living Presence SR90212 Chabrier by the Detroit Symphony Paul Paray conducting. A Decca Classics pressing.

Not only is everyone involved passed away so is the building the recording was done in. The Cass Technical High School. It was a HIGH SCHOOL and was demolished for a freeway. Hey it was Detroit. A High school with an FN opera house style auditorium! Times have changed. Apparently Charles Lindberg's mom taught science there.

The amazingly simple recording technique is very effective. Look it up if you want details. 3 microphones three tracks no equalization or compression. It works.

My reaction to first listen is a bit ambivalent. Everything is really immediate but I question the sharpness of the violins at full tilt. Woodwinds are spot on, drums are perfect, ambiance is well, real. It could be that the system is still warming up or I need to clean the disc more or it is just too new. Not distortion, just really hot. Or that may be what they wanted in the late 1950s. Tweeters were not so good, or those tube amps from the era.

The good parts are worth every penny. I will see if later listens are better. My system likes to be running for a couple hours to really sing. I was anxious so only one hour warm up.

This is a full orchestra playing in my living room.

OK for the dweebs this is 1/2 speed mastered at Abbey Road Studios, (yes that Abbey Road) with the final mix down from 3 track analog to 2 track digital by the son of the original engineer and producer who were a couple. The family business.

Mr Fremer may forgive that there is a digital step, but purists are wringing their hair out for the impurity. Oh get over it. (maybe that's why the violins are so edgy?) My best CD is from the same label.

Hey it came here all the way from Germany, (why do we call it Germany, but they call it Deutschland ? It's not hard to say.)

Next up Saint-Saens 3rd Symphony (Organ). Also Detroit Symphony Paul Paray with Marcel Dupre' playing the organ. SR90012 so really early in the series, a 1958 recording. I am familiar with this work. I have it on another disc, a London Ffrr twelve years newer and no slouch of a recording. Also a Decca, but Universal had not bought everybody up yet.

Oh I am really tempted to play that London to compare it is right here. That would piss off the missus. "Always the same thing!"

Here comes the organ. Spooky as organs should be as they were intended to scare the crap out of illiterate peasants. It is big and everywhere. Also a bit reserved if that is the right word. Haunting.

I gotta say right now that I think I like the London version better with Zubin Mehta in LA. Maybe I just have to turn up the volume. Ya lets try that. Oh that helps.

The tonal balance shouts 50s to me. Many of my other discs are deeper and richer sounding. Again these are not equalized or compressed according to the legends. New disc and it needs more cleaning.

Side two. Faster tempo, conductor is pushing it.

The timbre of the instruments is very nice. The metal is very metallic and love the woodwinds and brass. The image is good, and spread across my fireplace. The Organ is rich and complex with a definite growl.

Actually the quieter bits are interesting as you get more ambience. Its a good effect.

The very last part the conductor slowed it down just a bit.

This is a first impression, and I will listen again.

I could not resist. I have the last half of side two from Zubin Mehta's version spinning. 1971 issue. I prefer it. I like the interpretation more. The sound is bigger and richer. Of course it is what I have formed my original opinions with. Cool thing the MLP recording sounds like it is high up looking down. This one sounds like you are in front, which is more natural for a real concert situation. Strings not so edgy. It has more body overall. The orchestra is spread across my room properly. The London Ffrr is a good LP.

Though I prefer the way the Detroit organ sounds. I realize that the stops and tunings are set by the organist, and that is part of it for sure. Organs sound the way the performer wants them to. It was just more interesting in the MLP disc.

Again this is all first impression. LPs will sound better after a few plays when flash and tips get knocked off the vinyl. It should settle down. The tiny details of timbre are exceptional. The full orchestra going all out err, not as much fun.

As an historical document it is satisfying. Overall my ambivalence endures.

[saetoru]

Ok so for cryo shenhe you can do freeze or melt. Melt will give you the biggest numbers but low consistency, freeze will be more comfy to play and consistent

Freeze: Shenhe, chongyun, anemo (sucrose or kazu pref, jean is ok too), hydro (pref kokomi, xingqiu or yelan or Mona is ok)

Melt: shenhe, chongyun, benny, xiangling

Chongyun is here for cryo infusion on Shenhe’s NAs, but he can be subbed for other characters like Rosaria or a 2nd hydro in freeze

*for melt you can sub diona, Kazuha (c2+ if you got it), or sucrose for either Benny or chongyun, it depends on your em needs. Nahida is another great melt pick bc of burning + em boost, dehya would be mid but you could use her if you want

Hope this helps! GL with ur cryo hottie dps shenhe

OMG UR SO COOL AND BIG BRAINED IM SMOOCHING UR BRAIN

idk how to make team comps but one day i will get there !! BUT THANK YOUUUUU i will update u on my lil shenhe cryo hottie dps endeavors 🙏🏽

[kaleschmidt]

anyone ask for henry thoughts ramble post? well like i fucking fucked up my first draft and deleted all of it by mistake so um. i am now writing it all over again. i hope he explodes.

anyways it's all under cut and i need you to know i'm dunking on him so much he's gonna be a soggy cookie ok? ok nice

i have SUCH a burning hatred for henry to start this off. It was like. worse when I first got into dayshift, but i am now capable of hating him more in a cooler way

I hate Henry as a person but as a CHARACTER he's fun to me. I'm glad we know his backstory, even outside of the story, and that he's not excused. Yes, he had a shit childhood and experienced the horrors of war, but what he did after the war- all of dayshift's events... it doesn't excuse what he did, and I'm glad about that because like if he got redeemed, I would have had to get in the game and maul him dog-style myself. /lh

Now. Onto my interpretation of him.

Something important to me while writing Henry is that he's vague. He's never written in his own first person perspective. Only seen through others. Nobody knows what he's thinking. Only a VERY select few people can get close to his motives, and even then, they aren't on the money. Even when his son gets murdered (sacrificing nemself to save another's life), it's kept vague how exactly Henry feels about it. Kale (oc) believes that Henry's uncharacteristic aggression towards Dave prodding about his son is due to either Henry actually caring about nis death, or being upset his son's death stained the family, but it's never confirmed. As much as Kale likes to say it knows Henry more than he knows himself, it also admits that it could never know what Henry was thinking. Also kale is an unreliable narrator and has fucking issues /lh. I'm never gonna write Henry in first-person because I find him more interesting when he's not exactly picked apart from the inside, but the outside, if that makes sense?

Something also to note, which is canon anyways I believe, is that Henry is always scheming, no matter what. Always prepared. He makes sure that everything will go his way, albeit the small divergences and such. It's the big ones that irritate him. He'll always manage to improvise, though. hard to improvise when u get jumped by a dog and bitten and dragged to the void tho. #lol couldn't be me.... i'm different

ok like give me a bit i am so sad that my first draft was fucked up bc i had a lotta good points i couldn't remember. sniff.

I won't touch upon it too much (maybe in Jack's ramble if anyone wants it) but I really like parallels btwn Jack and Henry, especially as there are canon parallels. Henry is the Beginning, and Jack is the End. (i am so normal about this phrase btw. trust me.)

Also won't touch upon Martha in this post because she gives me major brainrot i have so many thoughts about her.

About Henry's void... i actually dunno if that's a confirmed char or not, but the concept is really interesting to me (...and i kinda accidentally did that before i interacted with the fandom too). Would love to dive into that but part of it is tabbykat's playground spoilers. And also will make this post longer than needed. just ask for kale ok?

OH another thing. More of a personal pref n no hate to those who do this, but I do NOT like henry good aus... genuinely cannot see that happening. Better counterpart for me is that he doesn't do murders but also he is a terrible dad in the most funny way (those terrible, terrible baby clothes. you know the ones.) I also just think man just became the way he is by himself n not the void but mostly bc i'm fond of my own interp who i would love to beat up and explode

I think. that's all i had but like closing this off with a song in my playlist for henry: Drink To Me. Look it's SUCH a fucking henrycore song. SOOOO fucking much. Parts of it relate to Dave ofc. god. Anyways hope y'all enjoy reading through this i love going into my thoughts of chars and should do it more

EDIT:

OK I FORGOT TO PUT THIS AND I CANT BELIEVE IT but I think of Henry gasterisms ok? He is gasterisms. And I think that's another thing that makes him interesting to me bc I like gaster. My brain is kinda fried but I need to put this hwre.

[smoothcurvesinteractive]

"outline" Recipe for Thai Yellow Curry

This isn't so much a recipe as notes and ingredients

Few tricks..

Coconut _cream_

"lime leaves" Only available at asian market

Fresh bamboo shoots in the curry soup

Sautee the MayPloy paste in coconut oil until it seporates turns brown with red oily bits.

Roasted Peanuts

Shredded carrot in the soup

Bamboo tips

8oz coconut _cream_ (best I’ve found was at QFC. Do not get coconut cream intended for a bar… it is mostly sugar. Or, bigger boxed coconut cream from Hung Phat, OR coconut cream in a can from your local asian market) Coconut cream should be almost solid

8oz water (lime juice in the water)

1 teaspoon to 2 tablespoons garlic (FRESH)

1 “thumb” fresh ginger pealed chopped

Heaping teaspoon Mae Ploy brand curry paste

2 tablespoons sesame oil

2 tablespoons coconut oil

1 teaspoon of sesame oil

1 tablespoons chili oil or roasted chilis (pref roasted chilis)

½ cup roasted peanuts (unroasted is ok)

2 tablespoons peanut oil (brown some peanuts and add canola oil)

3 Kaffir lime leaves

Star Annus (3 cloves)

2 limes

Bamboo Shoots/Sprouts (Fresh from Hung Phat, canned otherwise, ideally “slivers” rather than planks or disks/medallions) Or poached baboo tips.. these have proven to provide better taste

Optional: Pineapple

Shredded carrot

1 sauce pot

One small pan

Optional: Roast some chilis then add some coconut oil to make chili oil and roasted chilis (for deep smoky flavor, and spice)

toast some peanuts in coconut oil then add some canola oil to make roasted peanuts (for deep nutty flavor)

In small pan on high, add some chili or peanut oil warm it

Finely chop the kafire leaf and saute it, this breaks the leaf down and allows the flavor to escape, 

Next add the peanuts, be careful peanuts go from uncooked to burnt in a second, 

As soon as the peanuts start to change color add the chopped ginger and garlic and

Add the star annus (yes without breaking the shells, it is easier to pick the big shells out later)

Turn this pan off, as it cools down the garlic and ginger and annus and oil should start to mix to make a very smoky pungent oil brew

Whike Star Anniston is very woody. And ya don't want bits of it in your curry, once you are all done making the oils put some Anniston and ginger in the little pan, on medium hi, after about a min add coconut water and bring to boil, basically making Anniston and ginger tea. Turn the burner off and let that steep for a 3 to 4 min while the curry is breaking down. Then strain the Annis ginger tea into the curry

In the pot bring up to high, add the coconut oil,

When the coconut oil has melted, add the curry paste

Sautee the curry paste until it turns dark color and turns into curry oil.  The curry will go through a phase change (solid to liquid) this will be complete when the curry and oil start to bubble, and turn dark brown, almost looks burnt. It is hard to burn curry paste this way, but it is easy to under cook it. If the curry paste is under cooked the curry will have a “gritty” or “grainy” flavor and texture. The curry past has to completely break down into dark oily goo. Don’t worry if the yellow curry or red or green does not look yellow, red, or green. The color will come back when you add the coconut cream. 

When the curry paste has been broken down into oil,

Now add your sauteed lime leaf/garlic/ginger/chili, annus oil to that mix

Stir well, you should have a bit of curry oil at the bottom of your pot, and it should look like a an almost burnt, oily mess with ginger and garlic lumps. 

_now_ Add the coconut cream

Stir, and stir, you should start to see the color of the curry emerge in the coconut cream almost immediately. 

Squeeze a lime into that, 

Bring it up almost to boil, 

Add the bamboo shoots

stir

Add the optional pineapple

Stir

Optional, add some shredded carrot

Chop the lime rind into big chunks and throw the chunks into the soup

The “Tricks” to making curry takest fantastic:

Coconut CREAM, (not coconut milk or coconut water)

Sautee the curry paste in oil FIRST

Kaffir lime leaves, sauteed, separately

Pan Roasted peanuts

Pan roasted chilis

Bamboo shoots IN the curry soup

Optional, double everything, and also add some coconut milk/coconut water, lemon grass