#otherworldly speaks

[otherworldly-whump]

And for other! Tell me what I missed or your favorite really specific type

[julijbee]

girlbossing too close to the sun.

[poppy-metal]

jordan sending you a video of them rubbin their fat chubby clit through the slit in their boxers. you can see how fat and juicy it is, how it throbs when they pinch and tug on it. can hear how husky their moans are. n the way they're talking.... "fuck, fuck. fuck daddy needs you - need that - fuck - need that little princess pussy so bad. m fucking drippin' just thinking about it. need to cum. need to fuck you so fucking hard -" rubbin furiously at their clit the more and more they talk about you - how they need your mouth on their pussy, sucking on daddys clit. how they need to see you spread it for them - let them fuck you open on their fat strap till you cream. how bad they need to eat your ass. n when they cum, its a long squirting orgasm, clit red and engorded as clear liquid gushes from their cunt. they rub the wet around their pussy lips for a little bit after, into their chubby clit that twitches under the attention. "fuck." you hear them say under their breath. the camera shakes and then you're looking at their face, pink and flushed, hair mussed. eyes fucking hungry. still. "get the fuck over here so i can make you cum like that."

[happyk44]

Zeus being like "we need to kill our living children because prophecy" and Hades is just "fuck you" and defies Nico and Bianca instead. Bianca is seething when she sees little Percy, Annabeth, and Grover sneak into the Underworld. She's spent way too much time with Zagreus.

But Nico is curious. He thinks the little heroes are cute. Watches them succeed to get around Cerberus. Watches one of them suddenly flying towards the pit. The other two are panicking.

Poor kids, he thinks, and he touches down in front of them. Catches the satyr with one hand. He yanks away, determined to get to the pit but Nico is an unmoving as a dead man. Just stuck to the ground and peeling off his wild shoes with ease. The satyr is lowered gently to the ground. Nico melts the shoes into shadows.

"You look hungry," he says.

They all stare at him. Then scamper into a little clustered triad. The girl nudges the boy and he huffs before clearing his throat.

"Um, Lord Hades-"

Nico's lip twitches. "I am not my father, little demigod. Do you wish to speak with him?" The boy's soul is untamed waves and a hurricane. "Ah. My cousin." He pauses. Gives it a think. "Perseus, right?"

The kid goes a little pink around his cheeks. Flushes down to throat and up through his ears. "Uh, yeah. Um. It's Percy." He blinks. Clears his throat. "Percy Jackson."

Nico thinks about it. "I think I'll just say Perseus, if you don't mind. I quite like it as a name. Strong. Heroic."

"Yeah, sure," Percy says quickly. His soul is a sea of panic. Tinged red around its edges. Tastes syrupy sweet at the back of Nico's throat. "You- I-"

The girl saves him. "We would like to seek an audience with Lord Hades. If we can." After a beat, she tacks on a tinny, "Please."

"Annabeth Chase," Nico says. She stiffens, eyes going big. "Athena's child." He glances over to the satyr. "Grover Underwood. Cute name. Fits you." Grover stammers before thanking him quietly. "My sister is with my father now. I'll see if I can steer her away. She's not always the best company to have when speaking with Papa. Especially with what is going on now."

The kids twitch and he stifles the urge to giggle.

The ground melts beneath them. They gasp aloud as earth turns to obsidian tile. His room is clean and tidy. Filled to the brim with silly junk throughout history. Trinkets and toys he's picked up from his travels too.

"You can wait here," he says. And he disappears without another word.

It takes longer than it should, to steer Bianca out of the way. Hades is no help. Bemused all the while. Nico tries to get him to take a nicer stance, but he's stubborn. Normally so is Nico, but he can't imagine the trio in his bedroom are taking his absence easily, so he caves and let's his father being as intimidating as he wants.

Personally, Nico can't see it. His father is his father. Whether he's twenty-feet tall with black eyes and a crown of nightmares, or six foot six with warm hands and smiles.

"Be nice, Papa," he says as he guides the children into the throne room.

Hades grunts and glares down at his nephew. Nico sighs and stands in the back. They are children. Perhaps if they were older he'd care less. But he remembers what it is to be twelve years old and staring at a god that wished you were dead an unbreathing.

It is haunting and hurting.

They speak and it's confusing. The children are lost with every word his father speaks. His father is getting more and more annoyed with every word they speak.

No one is lying, but no one has the reality of the situation at hand. Nico strides forwards, out of the shadows. Hades's eyes are angry, but he quiets. He does not like to shout in front of Nico. Not when the anger rockets back at Nico's soul like a mirror and leaves him winded. The trio goes silent.

He slides his hands through the flimsy material of the backpack. Electricity crackles at his skin. He flinches and steps back.

Percy is confused. His soul is a crashing thing, drowning his mind in panic untold. Annabeth is horrified. Her soul is sputtering. There is no logic to this. No facts to back up what she has discovered. She is unsure, for the first time in her life. Grover is on the verge of fainting.

"He didn't know," Nico says. "None of them did."

Hades scoffs, but let's Nico flip through the pages of their souls like a history book. Ares and the backpack. But that is not possible. He cannot touch his father's bolt, or Hades's helm. Not without permission and certainly not with his own bare hands. Further back, there is a face. Scarred and angry. He is giving Percy the shoes.

Grover takes them when his back is turned.

Smart creature, Nico thinks.

He lets goes and the trio breathes.

"There is a boy," he says. "I'll need to look at him, but I feel he has orchestrated this mess."

Hades's lips curl. He is unhappy. He wanted to blast his nephew to pieces and lock the others up for their troubles in bringing him along.

"You have got to stop talking to Bianca," Nico huffs. "Give me a day. I will head to camp-"

"No," Hades says.

Everything topples downhill. The Furies descend. Skeletons take charge. Shadows whip and hiss like volatile snakes.

Nico blinks and they are gone. Sunny grass, untouched by darkness. There's the crashing of the waves behind him. The kids are gasping. Nico steadies their ever-changing souls, collisions of nauseous colours.

"My mom," Percy gasps. His voice is on the edge of tears.

Nico stares at him. Then presses a cold hand to his shoulder. "She will be fine. My father knows what it is to have a mother lost to their child. She is a guest, although unwilling. No harm shall come to her."

"How-" Annabeth presses small hands to her face. "The bolt- how-"

"Luke Castellan," Nico says. "Is he a kind boy?"

Annabeth twitches, stares up at him, frustrated, confused. Grover answers in her stead. "He's a good person."

"Hmm." Nico turns to see his cousin waiting for them on the sand. "Even good people can be turned to do terrible things. Many people do terrible things in the name of good."

Percys soul gardens when he catches sight of their shared cousin. Ares's demeanour does nothing for Nico. But it fills the crevices of Percy's misery with boiling rage. Nico squeezes along his shoulder. Mats his soul with a softening quell.

"Breathe," he says. Ares approaches. Too calm. Too steady. The people around him scatter with every step. "Ares, you are an idiot." Dreams are awash in his soul. He is faintly pressed behind a matte wall. He laughs, carefree, amused. But behind that wall, his truer self is screaming. "I much prefer it when my sisters bully you. Rather than whoever is doing so now. Did you not notice the memories in your head turned awry?"

He scoffs. They banter. Nico lets Percy, angry and distressed at being played with, take the fight. He remembers the ways he wished his father would let him knock their family down a peg. When his siblings were blasted apart miles away in another state. His mother electrocuted and turned to ash in front of his very eyes.

As Ares lay panting on the sand, Nico takes a hold of his soul and clears the wall away.

"Next time stay vigilant. What would your mother think of you working with her father in this way?" He flicks the other god's forehead and watches him rocket down into the earth. The kids stare at him. Awed. Confused. Percy is wet and breathing hard, pink around his ears.

"You should return the bolt," Nico says. The wind sweeps. "In the meantime, this prophecy has waited far too long to pass." He sighs. "It should've been me. Or my sister. Someone long before your time, Perseus."

Nico pats his head and he squeaks. It's adorable.

"I will assist where I can," he says. He presses a token into Percy's hand. The other two jolt as similiar beads tuck into the flat of their palms. "Just give me a call."

The earth gives out beneath their feet and they disappear into sand and darkness. Nico runs his wrists over one another and glances up to the mortals pooling around the beach. Police officers looking mystified at the sudden absence of the two players in their so-called gun fight.

He will string a tale into their cores, a belief so certain no one can dash it away. And then he will retire to his father's side just as he did when he was ten years old, the stains of his mother's death lingering on his skin.

Certainly the three of them will make use of his tokens in due time. He will wait for them to do so.

And then he will help.

[twinsunsintatooine]

every time i think about regional at best i consider for a brief moment booking a another psychologist appointment that record makes me so deranged

[okitanoniisan]

uhhh ok uh ok uhhhm

[trains-boy]

BSD ability based pickup lines

I could be your RashouMAN

Oh you're into otherworldly immortal beings? I'm actually no longer human, so..

I could be the beast beneath YOUR moonlight iykwim

Oh you don't have a dirty mind? Allow me to corrupt you

They may say all men are created equal, but damn, I think you're above all the rest

Girl, if you were a falling camellia, I would pick you up and hold you gently because you deserve it

After I'm done with you we're gonna need thou shalt not die iykwim

If you're demon snow, then winters my favorite season

Do I have ultra deduction? Cause I can deduce that you're a solid 10/10

[mrm-pachypoda]

Bro I love drawing the distortion vaguely reptilian-like. Something in the way that some of them can regrow limbs and their eyes are wacky. Something about how they move, how some have venomous glands. Something about how they can become colors that feel ethereal and unreal but warn you of Great Dangers.

[caliburn-the-sword]

i've decided that henry should have been more snow white-ified. because within storybrooke he's literally another retelling of snow white, they should have gone the complete opposite direction they went with enchanted forest snow by making him the most biblically accurate disney snow white possible save for the fact that he's literally a 10 year old boy. imagine how uncanny it would've been for emma to see that he has such a knack for animals that he almost seems to understand them (he does). let him burst into song. etc etc

[mountaindewaddict074]

I'm going to be honest @scarecrowspawn is giving major cryptid vibes, however I am from ohio so i might have slight more advantage than the average gothamite.

[otherworldly-whump]

Casual whump and my favorite syndromes

Following up from some recent reblogs and since im back on my shit again. and by shit i mean, my soap box about causal whump dynamics, Stockholm and Lima syndrome, my love of remembering that both whumpers and whumpees are real people again. Give me whumpeers that take advantage of having a captive audience.

Whumpers who get bored or lonely when they have down time, or who realize they want someone to play a game with instead of playing alone when their resting. Give me whumpers who force their whumpee to learn how to play their favorite video games so they have someone to play with. Maybe they teach them just enough so they can push them around in game, or maybe they train them to be exactly what they need, a perfect teammate for hard content. Whumpers that teach them card games and board games because fuck does it suck to have a pile of the around the house and no one to indulge with! Whumpers who force their whumpees to watch their favorite shows, so they have someone to watch them with. Force them to learn everything about it so they have someone to ramble at about the newest episodes, someone on call to debate lore and theory with. Whumpers who teach their whumpee how to listen and ask the right questions, so when they get to excited about something and want someone to share with, they realize they dont have to wait, they can just go ramble and whumpee! Whumpers who keep their captive audience close so they always have someone to info-dump to! who during downtime or rest days just casually shares their favorite topics because why not! They're there, there still someone to share with, even if you don't see them as people their perfect listeners. And its just nice to have someone to share with on short notice whenever you need.

And hell, whumpees that are absolutely thrilled by this. It give enrichment, social interaction, putting whumper in a good mood means better days, or more affection or soft moments to rest. It means less time alone or understimmed or without an outlit. Sure its a bit weird or a bit fucked up in context but? why not embrace the short moments of reprieve or the chance to improve how whumpeer sees you and improving your treatment just a bit.

[sylv1sflyingthisplane]

The only conspiracy theory I believe in is that all conspiracy theories are thought up by a secret conspiracy theory council and goddamit I wanna work there

[toestalucia]

peace sign if ppl have read act3 u too can receive ur ask tonite (doesnt have to be latest ch i miss libertaria and school island reveals too

[regnumaves]

ooc; Tibarn return

You know what time it is, besties.

Yeah, it's time for Tibarn to continue vibe checking all my other delusions. Anyway, he's back after a brief return to Tellius to take care of some matters back home. If I've learned my lesson (we'll see), my muse lineup will likely stick, at least for a longer while.

While I will no doubt grab a few new threads, he had some at the time of dropping that have potential to be picked back up - specifically threads that did not get far enough for my partner to claim upon his leave, some of them with skill points attached. If you'd be interested in reviving the thread, please let me know. If you'd rather not, that's 100% chill with me of course! I just want to know where I stand before I load him up on new interactions.

The threads in question are:

In the Name of the Goddess, Square Up (with Rhea @aurheatum, +1 Gauntlet) - my turn

A Flower, For You (with Leanne @allegreta) - Leanne's turn

King to King Communication (with Diamant @heriteur) - my turn

Defrosting (with Elincia @amitieos, +1 Flying) - Elincia's turn

Bonding?? Exercise?? (with Rafal @rafent) - my turn

Vibe Check Failed (with F!Byleth @ashenprofessor, Gauntlet +1) - my turn

Fear the Deer (with Sakura @gentlenekomata, Bow +1) - Sakura's turn

[topaziraphale]

I have such a fun post cooking but I need to get home first to finalize it because I need screenshots :(

[pinkwright]

my fucking wife yall we married dw bout us