#pls whoever his creator is

[rayofmisfortune]

THEY'RE ABUSING THE BOI AGAIN Somebody please give this poor child a break :') and a hug

SO I MAY HAVE MISREAD THAT SO HORRIBLY UHM-

NOT QUITE A HUG BUT HAVE A BLANKIE HUDDLED RUIN!

[aerithmybbgmypookiemywife]

Genshin SAGAU where GN! Reader reads a fanfic about them.

this is my first post bare with me pls, it isn't proof read pookie... i know this kind of idea has been done before but i just love it so...

Creator! Reader gets isekai'd into Tevyat. It didn't take long for you to be found by the Archons and be placed inside a heavily guarded palace in Liyue.

Creator! Reader who quickly gets bored of their palace, who wouldn't be bored when you're restriced to go outside or... Practically do anything!

Creator! Reader who soon notices a book on the ground, you picked it up and it was... A fanfic about the creator...? It was titled 'The creator and I's forbidden love: Star crossed lovers unable to love each other due to fate. Will we continue our love or will it all break apart?' Wow... That's a long ass title. It was a story about you, the creator, and a human. The human had no name, probably for immersion for whoever is reading it.

It sure was... Interesting to say the least... You were... Characterized as this brave, kind, and absolutely perfect character who fell in love with a Human... The Human was... Okay to say the least, the human's personality wasn't your type but whatever you let it slide since this was just a fanfic.

You were about to stop reading but you soon got to the spicy part... "WAIT WE DO IT IN A CAVE...?!" You gasped in disbelief, the smut was actually well written, and it inflated your ego that you were written as the Dom one in the relationship.

Creator! Reader who soon gets immersed into the book and loses track of time. You binged read that 1000 paged book, and you enjoyed it. It made you feel all giddy and curious to what other fanfics about you are out there.

Creator! Reader who brings it up on a meeting with the Archons. By Archons... It was Nahida, Venti, Zhongli, and Raiden Ei. Neuvillete wasn't exactly the Archon... The other two also were absent due to some conflicts.

"Oh right! I read this book titled... Hmm.. What was it again...? The creator and I's forbidden love: Star crossed lovers unable to love each other due to fate. Will we continue our love or will it all break apart?, have you guys read it before?" you asked, everyone except Nahida stiffened at the mention of the first words of the title.

"Is that the book Miko gave me...?" Raiden Ei mumbled. "Oh! Is that-" Nahida was cut off by Venti, "Your Grace..." he clears his throat, "I don't think that's a famous book so we are unaware of it... Do you like it?" he added. Everyone soon stared at you, anticipating an answer.

"Hmm... Well it's interesting... Maybe even correct in some parts." you replied. Correct in some parts...?? Where..?? Which one...?! What scene?! The smut?? The kiss?? How the author envisioned the creator being inlove?! WHICH ONE??

Those were the questions popping up in their heads, well... Except Nahida. "Your Grace, if you don't mind me asking... Which part is true?" Venti asked, Zhongli cut in before you could utter another word. "That question is out of line." He spoke out, even though he was... Also curious... he felt it was a rude question to you. You only laughed it off, not giving him a proper answer.

News spread like wild fire...! The creator likes that book...?! Oh expect it to be sold out and be treated as some sort of sacred religious text or something!

[thot4ellie]

oh sweetheart pt 2

pairing: boxer!ellie x f! jesses sister!reader

word count: 2k

rating: 18+ (smut will be coming in later parts)

warnings: boxer!ellie, fighting/boxing, flirting, blood, weed mentioned, joel is dead in this :( (no character description let it be whoever you want)

summary: you finally learn her name and she wont be bothered to call you by yours.

author notes: hi part 2 of oh sweetheart! i got tons of love on part one so here you guys go! pls reblog, comment, or like! thanks for the support! thinking about throwing dealer!ellie into this also idkk thoughts???

PART 2 | part 2.5

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you were captivated as you watched throw her first jab, throwing her left hand first then throwing her other into a hook that hits his chin, you hear shouts around you as the man stumbled back. hes at least twice her size, yet you watched her move around him effortlessly, her opponent charged toward her but she skillfully dodged and delivered an uppercut to his jaw, sending him reeling.

“go ellie!" jesse's voice rang out from beside you.

her name was ellie.

you were so distracted by finding out her name but then realized who said it. your brother knows her? 

your thoughts were interrupted as you watched ellie dodge the man once again and land another jab to his face. he retaliated with a blow to her stomach, but she stood her ground, dodging his next strike and delivering a powerful hook to his chin. she followed up with another hit to his jaw, showing no signs of backing down.

you felt a pang of worry as you saw her take a hit to the face but she seemed unfazed. you watched in awe as she continued to land hits and evade most of his attacks. the crowd's reactions made you cringe every time he managed to get close enough to make contact. you watched the next hits from her that kept landing and the hits that she mostly dodged. you winced from the crowd every time he managed to get close enough to make contact,  he got her one good time and her lip spilt, she wiped it on the back of her hand and continued to stand her ground. as if it never happened at all.

your eyes were fixed on the countdown clock behind them, watching as it ticked down. only 10 seconds left in the match, it went by so quickly that you didn't even realize the three minutes were up. the crowd started to get louder as it came down to the final seconds. you watched ellie move in to deliver the last blow, knocking her opponent down one last time. he couldn't be bothered to get up. the buzzer sounded as the coach held up ellie's tattooed arm and announced her as the winner. cheers erupted around you, and you couldn't help but clap and cheer too.

ellie turned to leave the ring and caught you clapping. she was surprised to see you there, and then noticed her friends, jesse and dina, standing next to you. you were jesse's sister? ellie thought to herself as she made her way out of the ring, tearing the tape off her hands looking at the spats of blood decorating her arms. this was a regular occurrence - jesse, dina, and some others coming to the gym to watch her fights.

you found the seats again with dina as the crowd quieted down and returned to normal chatter. you sat there silently, wondering how jesse knew ellie. your brother was still standing with his friends chatting about the fight, but your curiosity got the best of you. you were about to ask dina about ellie when you were interrupted.

looking up, you saw ellie standing in front of you both, saying hi to dina. she got up from her chair to hug her and congratulated ellie on her win, realizing you hadn't been introduced.

“hey ellie, this is jesse's sister!” dina said, motioning towards you and then back to ellie. your face felt like it was turning red as you were put on the spot, still not fully grasping that she was just the one in the ring and now she was standing in front of you. you weren't prepared for this after what had happened outside.

“hey sweetheart," ellie smirked and spoke to you.

at the same time, dina got up to fetch jesse from his friends. you were relieved dina wasn’t right next to you and you’re sure she didn’t hear what ellie called you because now you really were blushing. she took the seat dina was in and sat in front of you.

“hi,” you said softly back to her, “you did good up there,” you expressed, not knowing what to really say to the girl with the busted lip in front of you.

“thank you, thought you would have left after outside but im glad you stayed” ellie responded to you, “not sure why he brought you, this doesn’t seem like a place for a girl like you sweetheart.” she added.

“long week i guess,” you told her, “im new in town so..” you trailed off as you realized she has been staring at you the whole. you went to continue talking to her, wanting to take the advantage of no one else being around, but your brother was making his way over and cut you off as he started talking to ellie about the match and dina made her way back to standing next to you since ellie had sat down, “hey we were all going to head to the bar after this, you coming?” she wondered.

“hey, i don't think i’m gonna stick around much longer. it’s been a rough week and im ready to head home," you replied, unable to take your eyes off the girl chatting with your brother. dina said she understood and mentioned they were leaving soon. overhearing jesse ask ellie if she wanted to join them, you missed her response amidst the noise of jesse's friends approaching the table.

a little while later, jesse took dina's hand to leave, and you noticed ellie sitting there, fiddling with the tape she had removed from her hands. you wondered if you should have accepted jesse's invitation to go out with them. as everyone started saying their goodbyes and heading towards the door, jesse and dina hugged you one last time. they asked you to text them once you got home safely after using the restroom and calling an uber.

after they left, you remained by the door and noticed ellie still sitting there, now looking at you. blushing, you realized you didn't know where the bathroom was, and ellie seemed to know everything about the place. summoning up the courage, you walked over to her, maintaining eye contact the whole time. 

“hey, um, could you show me where the bathroom is?" you asked shyly. she smiled and stood up, motioning for you to follow her. you both made your way to the other side of the gym and entered an open door frame, eventually reaching a locker room.

sitting on a bench surrounded by blue lockers, ellie pointed to a door behind her. “here, use this one. its much cleaner than the one out there," she remarked. you thanked her and headed towards the women's restroom. before pushing the door open, you glanced back at ellie and caught her looking back at you too.

after using the bathroom and washing your hands, you made your way out. the bathroom wasn't the cleanest, but it wasn't disgusting either. you couldn't imagine what the one outside must be like. as the door creaked, ellie looked your way once again. you noticed she had changed out of the white tank top she was wearing during the fight back into the t-shirt and grey sweatpants she had on outside. along with her black converse.

“thank you," you smiled at her, "for earlier and for now." you finished, unsure of what else to say.

“anytime, sweetheart," she nodded towards you. you felt like your cheeks had been red forever now. she paused and added, “how are you getting home? i know your brother left, are you walking this late?"

“i walked here, so i was just going to get an uber. i should probably order it now," you said, reaching for your phone in your back pocket.

“no, ill take you," she insisted. “it’s pretty late, and id rather make sure you get home safe." She thought back to what had happened outside.

“it's okay, i don't want to inconvenience you or anything," you started to say, but she cut you off, promising it wasn't a problem at all and that she truly didn't mind. you thanked her again, realizing you hadn't said much else to her besides that.

“wait right here, and i’ll be back. don't go anywhere," she instructed with a small smile before walking back out to the front where the gym was. you looked around and noticed a backpack on the floor with her workout clothes next to it. you saw a little spaceship pin and wings on the bag. she returned a couple minutes later, saying you could leave now. she kneeled down, unzipping her bag to grab a set of keys. she smiled at you as she stood up, and you followed her out.

you exited the locker room and noticed that the gym was now empty. the crowds had dispersed, the workers had clocked out, and all the chairs were put away. you walked alongside her until you reached the front door, and she proceeded to turn off all the lights.

“this is my gym," she said softly as she locked up behind us.

“wow, this place is all yours? that's pretty cool," you remarked. she glanced at you and smiled.

“yeah, it used to belong to my stepdad but now me and my uncle take care of it," she explained as we made our way to her old honda crv parked in the lot. there was a hint of sadness in her voice, but you didn't pry, even though you were curious. 

she unlocked the car doors as you approached, then walked around to open the passenger side for you. you thanked her quietly as she shut the door and circled around to the driver's seat.

after she got in and started the car, you expressed your gratitude once more. you noticed the scent of pine air freshener hanging from her rearview mirror, mixed with a faint smell of weed. it was a pleasant combination.

“you don't have to keep thanking me, but you're welcome," she reassured you. “so, where am I dropping you off?" she inquired.

you provided her with your address, and she knew exactly where it was since she lived just a five-minute drive away. she fiddled with the stereo, and fleetwood mac's “the chain" began playing in the background. you bobbed your head along to the music as she pulled out of the parking lot and headed towards your apartment. the drive was quiet and comfortable until you realized she was pulling up to your building.

“hey, you can let me out here," you told her. the car came to a stop in front of your place, and you turned to her. “thanks again for everything. i know i keep saying it, but i really mean it."

“of course, don’t mention it, im glad i got to,” she smiled towards you as you opened the door and went to get out but she said something that stopped you in your tracks. 

“you know im at a disadvantage you know my name but i don’t know yours, care to tell me or do you just want me to call you sweetheart forever?” she said. 

you got out of her car, shut the door and rested your hands on the door across the rolled down windows and told her your name. you started to walk away when you turned around and told her one last thing before you went inside.

“but i prefer sweetheart if you do.” 

[lustfulslxt]

hi hi! "local" anon here, and i just had a rlly good idea that ik you will deliver perfectly.

matt "accidently" sends reader a d pick and she's all flustered but just doesn't say anything, until like the next day when they all like go out to dinner and everyone's in their own conversation. she just brings it up like, "so what was that pic you sent last night?" and he knows EXACTLY what she's talking about, but is all like "huh? what?"

but then, later that night, she ends up sending a risky pic of her own and then he just texts her saying to like 'come over immediately' or he's coming over to her house and then yk what!!

again, i love your writing and i know you will NOT disappoint with this!! Love you ! 😘

Take The Risk - Matt Sturniolo

warnings : spicy pics and smuttt

a/n : finally!! am i right?? pls look the other way if this is shit, like actually fr.. lmaoooo

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“This is actually impossible. I’m gonna die of old age before I finish this thing.” I groan to myself, letting my head fall forward onto the table.

It’s been weeks of me staring at all of these pieces, all the exact same, aside from the shape. I’m determined to complete it. I lift my head up, an irregular piece slowly falling from my forehead.

“Who came up with this shit? Why are they so against me?” I ask no one in particular, seeing as I’m completely alone.

I’m convinced whoever created this was just trying to spite me. I can never back of out a challenge, they had to have known that. It’s been hours since I first sat down to work on it today, I am bored out of my mind, but I still can’t put the pieces down. Just as I’m about to toss my head back and cry from frustration, I realize I only have five pieces left. I jump forward, laying them all out in front of me, studying their pattern and the way they could all fit together. It takes maybe another ten minutes before I finally get it.

The last asymmetrical piece, snaps into place, completing the array of silver configuration. Twenty two days, six hundred fifty four pieces later. There she sits, in all her glory. Silver (Krypt), the hardest jigsaw puzzle to solve. This puzzle has no pictures, instead, it simply consists of hundreds of silver pieces, with a circular center and surrounding pieces making the finished jigsaw a plain rectangle. I put my blood, sweat, and tears into this thing.

“Never back down, never what?!” I exclaim, jumping up from my seated position, only now realizing how bad my posture is from the ache in my back. I reach my hand around, holding my back as I groan, “Fuck.”

Straightening up, I grab my phone and immediately snap a picture of the completed puzzle. I just have to show Matt, he’s going to be thrilled. I send the photo to him on snapchat, then head to my kitchen. I grab a bottle of water and a bag of chips to snack on, then go upstairs to relax in my bedroom. Once I put my show on the TV, I notice a notification from Matt.

Matty B

NO WAY YOU FINISHED IT

Me

I DID

Matty B

only took you a month lmao

Me

BYE

it was hard asf 👹

Matty B

me too

Me

UM EXCUSE ME

Matty B

whattt

myb

Me

🌚 you can’t just say that then b like ‘mY bAd’

Matty B

i didn’t mean it

Me

oh

Matty B

congrats on finishing the puzzle tho

now i don’t have to listen to you complaining about the creator being against you

Me

blocked.

Matty B

LMFAO

bro. i was joke

Me

awesome to hear bro

I roll away from my phone, grabbing my chips to eat while I watch TV. An hour goes by, before I make my way to the bathroom. I wash my face and brush my teeth, then strip into my pajamas to finally go to sleep. Walking back into my room, I grab my phone to check one last time. As I plug my charger into it, I notice a snapchat from Matt. Upon opening it, my jaw drops.

There, on my screen, is a picture of a dick. Matt’s dick; fully erect, veins dancing alongside it, the tip pink with dribbles of precum. His hand sits at the base, unintentionally giving me a visual comparison of the size, and boy, it’s something. I can’t help but lick my lips at the sight, before snapping out of it and realizing my best friend just sent me a picture of his cock.

I’m at a loss for words. I can’t even think properly, far from being able to articulate a response. So, I just lock my phone and lay down. Yet, every time I close my eyes, I see his dick staring back at me, begging to be touched. I can feel the arousal building in me, my walls now clenching around nothing. Tossing and turning, attempting to ignore the growing desire, I deeply sigh. It’s going to be a long night.

-

I look at my phone screen, observing myself in my front camera. I’m currently about to walk into the restaurant where I’m having dinner with Matt, Nick, Chris, Nate, and Madi. I haven’t addressed the picture Matt sent me yesterday, and he hasn’t brought it up either, but it’s still lingering in my mind.

Putting my phone away, I lock my car and strut towards the entrance of the restaurant. Upon entering, a hostess greets me and directs to the table where my friends reside.

“Y/N!” Nate cheers, causing the rest of them to look over at me, smiles appearing on all of their faces.

“Hey guys, sorry I’m a little late.” I apologize, scooting in next to Matt.

“You’re all good, I ordered your drink already.” Matt informs me, “They should be coming around shortly.”

I smile, “Thanks, Matty.”

Within five minutes, we all receive our drinks and order our food. While waiting on our meals, we resume light conversation. However, I cannot stop thinking about the picture Matt sent me. Every time I look at him, I feel my heart beat faster and my breath gets caught in my throat. Are we just going to forget about it? Is that what he expects? I can’t just forget.

As the other four indulge in their own conversations, I notice Matt is silent, so I use this as my chance to confront him about it.

“Matt?” I call out, loud enough for him to hear me, yet quiet enough so the others don’t.

His directs his attention to me, softly humming in response as his eyebrows raise, expectantly.

“Um, about yesterday..” I trail off, attempting to read his body language.

I see him slightly tense up, clearing his throat as he looks at me, feigning confusion, “What?”

I give him a pointed look, “That picture you sent last night.”

He looks around as if trying to rack his brain, his eyebrows furrowing as he shrugs, “What are you talking about?”

I sigh, coming to a realization that I’m going to get nowhere with this. He knows what I’m talking about. I know he knows, I can see it all over him. Two can play at that game.

I clearly my throat and shake my head, “Actually nothing, forget about it.”

For the rest of the evening, we don’t speak on that topic again. We all just enjoy our food and the company of each other.

After dinner, I arrive home and immediately head to the bathroom for a shower. The entire night, my mind has been stuck on Matthew, wishing we talked about it, longing for more. We’ve never been anything other than friends, but he lit something in me, a fire that I can’t seem to put out. Should I call him over it? Should I do what he did to me?

After getting dressed in nothing but a black lingerie set, I sit in front of my bedroom mirror. I do look good, but should I really do this? Just take a picture and send it? I give myself another once over, before deciding to turn around and lean forward, snapping a quick photo.

I don’t know how much time has passed as I sit there, staring at my screen. My fingers hover over the picture, unsure of what to say, or if I should say anything at all. Taking a deep breath, I full send, then quickly put my phone down, suddenly ridden with more anxiety as I anticipate his response.

Hopefully I’m not reading more into this situation than what it is. Surely Matt is just playing hard to get. If he didn’t mean to send the picture, he would’ve just said that, right? I try to convince myself that he’s just being a tease, but the more I think about it, the more the pit in my stomach grows. After what feels like forever, I reach for my phone and my immediately face falls.

Opened 12 minutes ago.

Before I can even think a single thought, knocks on my front door sound throughout the silent atmosphere. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I grab my black silk robe and slip it on while walking towards the door. Peeking through the peephole, I see Matt standing there, looking antsy. I freeze, my hand stuck on the doorknob, unable to complete the motion of turning it. I toss my head back, taking a deep breath, before pulling the door open. His eyes light up once he sees me, his gaze flickering over my figure before he makes his way inside.

Within seconds, his lips are on mine, needy and desperate. Taking a few seconds to get over the initial shock, my lips move against his, my hands looping around his neck as his hands pull me in closer by my waist. Without removing his lips from mine, he kicks the door shut and walks me backwards, towards my couch.

As soon as my legs hit the side, he pulls back and asks, “Is this okay?”

I eagerly nod, “More than okay.”

A small grin pulls to his lips before they’re back on mine, kissing me with so much hunger. His hands grope at every one of my curves, squeezing and kneading my skin. His hands suddenly grab my robe, pulling it down my arms and letting it fall behind me, before he pulls away and takes in my appearance once again. He licks his lips and tugs his bottom lip between his teeth, and I can see the bulge stiffening in his pants.

“Fuck, you’re so fine.” He groans, pulling me back into him.

His hands forcefully grab my face and he slams his lips onto mine once again, pulling our bodies flush together. My hands tread through his hair, tugging as he turns my head to the side and moves his mouth to work down my jaw to my neck. His breath is hot against my skin, his tongue licking and his teeth biting. I can feel my arousal pool in between my legs, and I have to squeeze them together to relieve the tension. His hands travel down to my ass, tightly squeezing and massaging it, only making me more wet as I let out a soft moan.

He pulls away and rests his forehead on mine, “What do you want, baby?”

I lick my lips, letting out a breath, “You. I want you, Matt.”

Instantly, he pulls his shirt off and comes back to me, pressing his lips on mine again. I reach behind my back, unhooking my bra and letting it fall down my arms and onto the floor. His hands immediately make their way to my boobs, and I’m melting in his palms. He grips them tenderly yet firm, pulling more moans from me. He leans forward and takes one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking on it as he pinches the opposite one.

The desire in me grows stronger with every touch he graces me with. He knows what he’s doing, and I’m weak in the knees because of it. Kissing me with so much passion and lust, his fingers slip into the waistband of my bottoms, pulling them down with ease, only breaking the kiss to fully remove them. My hands tug at his pants, wanting him to take those off as well, which he does, along with his boxers. We’re left standing, completely naked, and hungry for one another.

He places a couple of soft kisses against my lips, before quickly spinning me around and bending me over the side of the couch. His hands travel down my back, applying just the right amount of pressure, causing me to clench in anticipation. His fingers dig into the skin of my ass, jiggling it, and gripping it with enough strength to surely leave bruises. One of his hands breaks away from me, only to come right back with extreme speed and force. I yelp, jerking forward at the feeling of his hand colliding with my bare skin, a moan soon following as he rubs the place he smacked.

“Just wanna make you feel good, baby.” He whispers against my ear, his fingers trailing between my legs, running over my core.

I let out a whimper, pushing back against his hand for more, but his other hand places a firm hold on my back, keeping me in place. His fingers run through my folds, becoming slick with my wetness, causing him to let out a groan. His fingertips rub my clit in slow and soft circles, adding more pressure and speed with every second, leaving me quivering with moans.

“Mm, such a good girl.” He praises, sinking two fingers into my entrance, ripping a loud moan from my mouth.

“Just wanna be a good girl for you.” I find myself saying in between the whimpers of pleasure.

His pace increases, his fingers pumping in and out of me while his other hand runs up and down my back. I could feel the orgasm building so quickly, begging for release. His hand moves from my back, and starts tracing circles onto my clit once more, his fingers inside me going even faster. My legs start shaking and I’m now putting all my weight onto the couch, way too weak to stand on my own.

“So wet.” Matt mumbles in delight at the sound of his fingers in my juices, “Bet you taste so good.”

“F-fuck, feels so good.” I moan, shuddering as he increases his speed even more. “Gon-gonna cum.”

“Let go, baby.”

His fast movements and the sound of his raspy voice fuel my orgasm, my climax falling upon me quickly. I clench around his fingers, letting myself go and cum all over his hands. He continues finger fucking me, letting me ride out my high. He removes his hands from me and I look back in time to see him sucking all of my juices off of his fingers. The sight alone had me clenching again, eager for more.

“I knew it.” He moans against his fingers, “Taste like I could eat you forever.”

I stand back up on shaky legs, turning to face him and pulling him into a deep kiss, our tongues intertwining and exploring each other’s mouth. His hand comes up to my throat, gently squeezing it, pulling me closer, before pulling us apart altogether.

“We’re not done yet, my sweet girl.” He smirks against my lips, turning me back around and laying me over the couch once again.

He wraps his hand around his dick, stroking it a few times, then runs it through my folds, causing me to shake from the sensitivity. Without a word, he places one hand on my lower back and slowly slides himself in my entrance.

A high pitched moan falls from my lips as he groans, tossing his head back, “Fuck. Been wanting this forever, baby. Feel better than I’ve ever imagined.”

I pull my bottom lip between my teeth, sliding backwards to take all of him in me. He moans loudly, tightly gripping my hips. He holds me in place as he starts thrusting, digging deeper into me with every pump. His strokes get faster and harder, our skin slapping together as I become a moaning mess. My whole body shakes with every movement of his, my face buried into the sofa, muffling my sounds as he fucks me. My legs tremble as he hits exactly where I need him, and I instantly begin clenching around him.

His hand wraps around my hair in a makeshift ponytail and tugs my head back, “I wanna hear your pretty moans, baby. You like the way I fuck you?”

“Mmm, yes. I love it-” I sound out, breathless from the pleasure. “You fuck me s-so good.”

His thrusts quicken and his grip on my hip tightens. The knot in my stomach continues growing, proving my statement to be true. I’ve never been fucked like this, and I can’t help but think about how I’m so glad I sent him that picture.

“Fuck, baby. You feel so good wrapped around my cock, taking me so well. My good girl.” He moans, his hips sputtering.

The pressure in my stomach becomes too much and it’s hard holding it in, my hands gripping the cushions beneath me. He leans forward, his hands intertwining with mine as his lips trail open mouth kisses up and down my back. I can’t help the moans that keep pouring from my mouth, feeling nothing but pure bliss.

“I can feel you clenching around me.” He whispers in my ear, “Cum on my cock, so I can fill you up, pretty girl.”

With that, I let go. My entire body shakes as pornographic moans fall from my lips, my pussy clenching around him so tightly. His strokes become erratic and his moans and groans are louder than before. He quickens his pace as he chases his high, instantly filling me up with a loud raspy moan emitting from his mouth. He continues thrusting into me, pushing his cum deeper. He leans back, standing up straight as we both catch our breaths. His hands find my back once again, softly massaging it. He pulls out, my legs twitching from the stimulation. His hands move down to my ass, gently squeezing it, before he helps me up.

“How are you feeling?” He asks, turning me to face him, keeping his hands around my waist for support.

“Like we should’ve done that a long time ago.” I grin, still breathless.

“We can always make up for lost time.” He grins, placing his forehead on mine.

I nod as we both laugh before he places a few kisses on my cheeks and lips. His hand grabs mine and he pulls me even more into him, capturing my lips in a deep but loving kiss.

“Let’s take a shower, so I can clean you up.” He suggests.

My face heats up and I nod once more, following him upstairs as he never lets my hand go.

Our friendship just changed entirely and I can’t wait for what’s in store for us, because I know it’s going to be euphoric.

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a/n : tadaaa!!! ugh i hope this wasn’t shit, it’s been forever :((( lmk what you think! requests are closed bc i have wayyy too many that i need to catch up on, but i’m hoping i can get back into it! love uu <333

[rabbitsrams]

I'm just leaving a request for when you get to it absolutely no rush but pls more lunch club schlatt im feral for him

absolutely anon <3 i love this sm!! will be about meeting him at a party the m*sfits (unfortunate) were hosting in los angeles circa early 2020 era <3

i've written a lot about lc schlatt a lot already but idgaf i love writing more <3333 this turned into a whole fic hehe

nsfw under the cut, minors dni!! 18+ only.

you were dragged along by a friend who was invited by their friend. because they had to go to a huge youtuber party and you weren't gonna let them go alone.

the house is HUGE, wasn't a surprise that you lost the group as soon as you went inside. you decide to wait by the drinks on the off-chance someone you know would show up. none of your friends did, but someone else did.

out of all the creators you watched who were at this party, you were a casual fan of jschlatt's content. you were around when he did a face reveal, shocked that he was this cute guy your age instead of a 45-year-old man (it's the voice, sue me).

even in the darkness, you recognized him. you were too stunned to say anything as he grabbed the only water bottle in the area.

"you, uh... you want anything?" he asks. that voice. that voice you've only heard through headphones was now two feet in front of you. you shake your head.

"i, uh, i don't feel comfortable getting drunk at a party where i don't know anyone." you say, looking down at your hands.

"fair enough. uh... ah fuck, i got the last water, 'm sorry."

"i-it's fine," you take a deep breath. "uh, a-are you jschlatt? your voice sounds really familiar."

he chuckles. "yeah..."

"oh wow," you laugh. "i knew it."

it's silent for a moment before schlatt pipes up again. "d'ya know anyone here?"

"i came with my friend, who is nowhere to be found. their friend apparently knows whoever is hosting and got us in."

"ah," he takes another sip of water. "you can't find your friend?"

you shake your head. "whatever. they'll only find me if they need a ride home. i don't care anymore." you grab a can of beer and walk away from the drink table, trying to find a quiet place to stay. schlatt follows you for a moment before taking you to his room upstairs.

it's a breath of fresh air. the music is muffled and schlatt's temporary room is spacious and (mostly) clean. he invites you to sit on the bed with him and you continue your conversation from earlier. he's actually a lot nicer than you expected him to be (considering his online persona). and he's even cuter in person.

soon enough you find yourself leaning in to kiss him. he's a bit nervous and doesn't kiss you back.

"sorry. i, uh, never kissed anyone before." he confesses.

"that's okay. i've only kissed one other person and it's been a while since that happened." you say. that makes him relax a little. he cups your cheek and leans in, hesitantly pressing a soft kiss to your lips. you pull him closer, moaning softly as you put your hands in his hair. he whines.

you pull away. schlatt's face is tinted red and hints of your lipstick are all over his lips. "i, uh, wow..." he murmurs. you smile, moving closer and straddling him. he's already rock-hard underneath you. "s-sorry..."

"oh my gosh, don't be, it's okay." you grind your hips down, feeling his dick twitch in his jeans.

"h-honey, please... 'm gonna... b-bust. w-wanna do it i-inside ya..." he whimpers. you nod, removing your dress and panties. he kicks his jeans and boxers off. he leans to the left, opens a drawer and takes out a condom.

"oh thank god, i was prepared to go out and ask for one," you giggle. schlatt doesn't respond, grabbing your hips and pulling you on top of him. you ease yourself inside him, and before you can start moving, he groans loudly.

"fuck, 'm so sorry."

"did you..."

"yeah."

"oh."

"w-wait, i don't wanna leave you hangin'," schlatt says. he helps you lay next to him. "can i touch you?"

"y-yes... please..." you whine. he coats his fingers with your wetness before slowly sliding them inside you. you clench around him, whining as he begins thrusting them in and out of you. he rubs your clit with his other hand and before long, you're coming all over his fingers.

"fuck, that was... so good..."

"yeah? it wasn't too, uh..."

"totally fine. uh, we can always do it again, dunno how long you'll be here but um... i can give you my number."

"yeah?"

"yeah."

after you both clean up and get dressed, you exchange phone numbers. the party is slowly dying down. your friend texts you that they don't need a ride so you leave. as you drive back, you get a message from schlatt, already eagerly asking for your next meeting.

[brittscafe]

AHHH REQS ARE OPEN-

Can I pls request some more subby bleach men 🫠🫠🫠 < byakuya, jushiro, Shinji, and whoever else u want to add 😊😊😊>

ofcc <3

Byakuya:

I mean come on...he's def more on the submissive side 👀

Def likes being called a good boy.

Byakuya really likes to worship and cherish you.

Will kiss you from foot all the way up to your head, holding eye contact with you as he does it.

The hair on his spine rises up when you run your hand down his back, any touch from you has his heart racing.

He likes to get his hair pulled as you whisper dirty things into his ear.

I can't really see Byakuya liking to get pegged (maybe he'll try it once, but doesn't really like it)

Goes absolutely wild if you tease him, refusing to let him cum as you squeeze the red, raging tip of his cock.

Becomes a heavy panting mess, trying to not let moans slip out of his lips as he bucks his hips up, wanting more.

He likes taking things slow and holds intense eye contact with you, loving as the pleasure builds up inside of him.

Soft moans leaving his mouth, eyes crinkling shut as he can't handle it anymore, releasing and finally getting a rush of pleasure that he's wanted.

Jushiro:

Submissive is his middle name, let's be honest.

We all know that if you demanded for Jushiro to get on his knees for you, he would obey.

Honestly, he loves to be a sub in bed.

His cheeks turn bright red when a whimper slips out and he gets a little embarrassed.

Jushiro makes such cute little noises in bed as you pleasure him in such delightful ways.

He likes to be super obedient and does whatever you ask of him.

Whimpers and has his mouth dropped open, head leaning back as you pleasure him.

He's very flustered and listens to every word you say, nodding and paying such close attention to you.

Jushiro's eyes roll back into his head when you tease him, slowly inching him closer and closer to his release.

He'll beg to cum, panting heavily, his chest going up and down.

Def squirms and bucks his hips up when he finally releases, grabbing onto your hand and squeezing it.

Shinji:

Def likes to whimper and be loud and whiny in bed.

Isn't ashamed to be super loud in bed.

Honestly, I can see Shinji liking to be pegged; panting and whimpering as he's on all fours for you.

He likes beg for you and loves how happy it makes you.

Is the kind of person to get down on all fours for you at anytime (you don't even have to ask)

Honestly, Shinji is really kinky and he would love to get tied up, squirming as you pleasure him.

Likes to be called a good boy and be praised, but he also likes to be degraded.

Straight up tells you what he wants and he's not the least bit ashamed of it.

Lets out breathy chuckles every once in a while if your hand runs over or squeezes a sensitive part.

Bites down his lip, trying to control himself as he's getting closer.

Absolutely goes crazy as he reaches his climax, a panting, moaning mess and he grips onto any part of you that he can.

Digging his nails into your skin and curling his toes.

He's just a submissive mess for you.

[lovl3igh]

I didn't wanna put creator's face but-

and the sound? fcking "bomb them". cause you know, using atj as fancast is that much terrible

james potter is canonically white. white. IT'S CANON. so yes, you can use whoever you want as fancast, including atj, cause you don't whitewash him. he is white in books and movies.

yeah, we know that jkr and hp movies creators are problematic. we get it. and we do respect cannonically poc people (pls don't fancast zoe kravitz as dorcas if you still do, learn, do better). and I never saw people making problem out of poc james (and definitely not with other characters), but as soon as edit includes aaron or else, you freak out, cause they white? as if fancasting white dude (who even share similarities with daniel, which is why he was chosen by so many people as james) as canonically white person is a crime

(and I say "we", I guess probably there are people out there showing their racism or making skinny peter or else, but most of the people really understand freedom in fancasting in every - respectful - way)

never heard of respecting others' opinions I guess which is sad, atj james potter fans were truly nice in comments

what I'm saying - james is canonically white. you can use michael, reiky, ali, milo, omar, shahid, kedar or - YES - aaron as fancast. nothing is wrong with any of those and others if you have them. I love seeing edit with michael or reiky as james even though for me it will forever be aaron. and I see many positive comments under those videos, just like under atj james. but when I see negative comments about james fancast it's always atj, either bc he's white (again why??) or bc he's too old (as if people don't use his teenage-early 20ish photos/videos)

I do agree with wanting to get rid off zoe and dane from fancasts out of respect for canonically dark skinned dorcas and plus sized peter. but white james is okay. if you prefer him as desi (which I know is popular) it's okay. if you fancanon him as black it's okay. any other ethnicity - it's okay. just do it with respect for others' fancast. and if you cast poc james and saw hurtful comments about it (ESPECIALLY if that touch you personally) I'm really really sorry.

and if you think atj is nothing like james potter

no hate to slytherin personally, but admit it, it's very stereotype gryffindor words and VERY james of him

[sagau-my-beloved]

I love we now made venti a potential hitman, like he’s so eager to kill for the all creator just to get attention, just imagine on the rare occasion you send him to kill some boss guy that been a nuisance for a while. Like on the outside to the public your the gentle all loving god. but in the shadows you have a team of your most loyal followers willing to kill people that you send out to take care of stubborn nuisance that refuse to make peace with you after giving them every offer you can. I imagine childe would be on the team of course, but also surprisingly, venti would too, like seriously, you a big bad boss guy that has unknowingly pissed off the all creator and this bard dude is sent to kill you? Only to come back to him master covered in blood and smiling cheerfully. Just, pure all creator secretly has a dark hitman unit she uses. She’s not all pure.

Really I mean what desperate acolyte wouldn't kill for the creator, I can't imagine there would be a lot

If we're talking about who all would be a willing hitman for their divine grace, all the Archons immediately make the checklist and also all the characters who have caused a death before, so obviously Childe's there, like a few different times

I'm just saying it would be really funny if the list looked like this

1: Childe

2: Venti

3: Tartaglia

4: Zhongli

5: Ajax

6: Ei

7: The 11th harbinger

Etc.

But something's just weirdly wholesome about the image of Venti covered thoroughly in blood, happily trotting back on his merry way to gush to his beloved how good he was for them, smiling and blushing as you clean up his face with a wet washcloth and he recounts the death in explicit detail, then you give him a lil kiss on the forehead for a job well-done

Que Childe pouting in the corner cause he didn't get a lil kiss

Anyway, yeah, it really is unrealistic to expect dear creator to just be all happy-go-lucky "let's solve this with the power of friendship!" when they literally came from our world, which is not notorious for having a lot of conflict solved in that manner

I mean at some point you just have to call it and resort to the secondary option, ie. murder

And who is a better helper than the drunk innocent bard, who looks as if the very worst he could bring himself to do is maybe steal a few sips of wine from unsuspecting patrons when they finally blackout after a long night

Realistically, if word ever got out to the general public that some 'less than innocent' things were going on behind the scenes, they would be relatively fine with it, I mean you have the right to enact divine judgment on whoever you see fit of course, and the fact that you're so loving and caring and pure on the outside only helps emphasize that everything you do is justified for one reason or another

And also what are the harbingers if not a team of 'problem solvers', I mean let's be real here, the game already has a canonical hitman team loyal to a divine power that everyone seems generally ok with, so you really wouldn't have to worry too heavily about that, your word is absolute after all

But if word did get out, there would suddenly be a very long list of people that want to join your elite hitman team, just saying, the line would be out the door

Then you'd probably have some of them claiming that they're actually better than the harbingers because they're loyal to a higher divine power, and then there's just Childe there who has to nervously sweat in the corner for being a part of both

Poor guy always gets swept up in divine hitman teams for some reason, if I had a nickel for everytime—

Anyway yeah, feral characters covered in blood and ready to kill 👌, more of that in fiction pls, we deserve it

[roxannedaybreakermidnight]

Tackling a few of my most recent experiences wiwth the internet. Don't read if harassment and racism trigger you. I don't mean harm, this is supposed to be a safe space. Comments I deem negative will be deleted so that others feel comfortable just going around and say whatever.

1. Shipping

I completely understand people's worries with Punkflower but guys, instead of worrying about non confirmed ages, can we worry about kicking out actually problematic people off the internet doing stuff to real life minors? Miles was 14 when I was 14. He is now 15 and I am 18, I still love Miles the same way, ans that doesn't compromise my morals.

A person's ship between characters doesn't say about their morals entirely. Of course, sometimes it's undeniably creepy, like characters clearly presented as parental figures being shipped with kids that were supposed to look up at them. That's weird, don't do that. Or, idk, thinking it's a good idea to jerk your dog off. (I saw documentaries, those who do too knkw what I am talking about)

Point is, pls don't harass people who don't mean actual harm. Hobie's uncomfirmed age range shouldn't cause as much hate as it does. I disagree with nsfw from time to time because it is weird, but I mostly see couple-y stuff with a few jokes, and honestly? I absolutely adore it. I encourage you to try it. I used to absolutely hatee on people who ship any characters slightly older with whatever character the topic is. I would literally try to gate keep the whole fanart community cause "She's a minor, STOP!" and honestly it was stupid asf. I'm not telling you to encourage it, just don't be mean about it. It feels stupid. If you don't disagree, and the post isn't causing harm, just don't engage.

2. Shameless racism/harassment

Recently I've faced people both in and out of omegle who seem particularly shameless, feeling safe around their little homes thinking ol' mean me won't mind. I am using this opportunity to expose a particular someone who seems very keen on being weird. I grew up around weird guys, and I often identify them easily, but for some reason I pushed the lil gut feeling away. If you have the same problem, pls listen to that feeling. It's there to avoid situations that might be upsetting.

Starting with Omegle, people seem very comfortable with racism (and search of minors to flash them). I receive jokes indicating they want me to be shot, find me ugly, make faces of disgust, call me a slave, etc etc. Not to mention I even found teenagers joking about beastiality being 'awesome'. Kids rlly need to get supervised, cause I am telling y'all, some were barely 14.

Now, I had an interesting interaction on instagram with a Miles Morales account. He came to me cause I was rping as Peter and invited me in his server on discord. I got the gut feeling from his habit of trying to flirt with Gwen profiles and spamming pictures of him in a suit. For some reason, some people have a pattern of spamming pictures when they want praise and always require attention from specific people, and I know this cause I've been harassed over this before. Days later, I was matching with my bff as an anime couple so I changed and he realized I'm born female. He asked me to be rio instead, without knowing my age, and went ahead and offered 'fun', and that 'I can't tell anyone'. What happened essentially is that I called him out, he said I was disrespecting him, I blocked him, so he made a new account to cuss me out and threaten to report me. I feel indifferent about it, but if you have anyone with similar behavior, save yourself the trouble and block them. (His discord is 'dmoney520' so avoid interacting w him pls)

3. Sexualizing a content creator

I don't mean Dream, or corpse husband, or whoever tf. I am talking about a poor 16(ish) year old called Eddie who makes content for the fact he sounds like Hobie brown, and he has people saying shit like "wanna get pregnant?" The guy just started worrying about whatever the place he lives in worries around this time.

It's honestly creepy how people will actively harass punkflower creators but then barely notice a full ass guy who is still deemed a minor regardless of what American law says getting weirdass comments from people they don't even know. Literally flabbergasted at this discovery. Not mad, just genuinely upset.

These people often forget that websites can track their activity and its hilarious to me, so whatever. This was my report on my feelings after a week of internet, and honestly? I wanna delete it. My punkflower AU happy ending is coming so if that's what you wanted, great!

[mermaid-trash]

Help from a Friend

a/n: I just want to give venti a hug is that really too much to ask for ;;-;;

Characters: Venti x fem!creator!reader (this can be read as platonic or romantic I think...)

📌 feel free to send a request!! I'll write hcs or oneshots for some characters (x gn!reader usually) so pls send them in and I'll do what I can ❤️ 📌

Venti didn't remember much about the moment he was given his archon status; there had been a hushed conversation, the details of which he could not remember, and then power like he had never felt before rushing through his form. Among these fragments of memory was only one coherent visual - a flash of a face. Kind and gentle looking, a soft smile curving at her lips.

For the thousands of years since that day, he couldn't help but think of that fond look in her eye whenever he began to doubt himself; the memory reminded him that she felt he was someone worth admiring even before he became a god, and the creator of this world herself could not be wrong. That knowledge made the whirlwind of thoughts in his head seem just slightly more bearable, if only for a few moments.

It was a moody Thursday in Mondstadt, and Venti was unusually quiet as he perched on a barstool in Angel's Share, cradling an empty wine glass in his hands. The skies had been grey with clouds all day, and an unusually chilly wind whipped through the city, biting the skin of citizens going about their days. Some citizens had joked that Lord Barbatos must simply be in a bad mood - and they were correct in their assumptions.

Today, the grief and loneliness was a heavier burden for the anemo archon to bear than usual. Even the soothing memory of the creator did nothing to cheer his thoughts; every moment in his past reminded him of all he had lost, of all the pain he had seen, and it was more than he thought anyone could bear.

When Venti heard the door to the tavern swing open behind him, he did not even bother to turn and greet whoever had just entered as he usually would, with his lyre and a clever rhyme; he remained still, pondering his empty glass until a voice came from behind him.

"Venti the bard, I presume?"

Snapping out of his reverie immediately, he forced a convincing smile and turned towards the speaker, equipped with a cheery greeting that died in his throat as the bard was stunned into silence.

"I believe we have met before." she said, taking a seat on the stool beside Venti while he still gaped at her. After a moment, he managed to stammer out a response.

"I- uh, y-yes, I believe we have, fair lady." the bard's ears were turning pink and she was smiling at him so sweetly, so earnestly, that he found it almost painful to look at.

Thankfully, Charles approached just in time to save Venti the embarrassment of her gaze on him, and she ordered two glasses of wine, placing a clinking pouch of mora on the bar as she did.

"Mondstadt seems well." the creator said thoughtfully while they waited for their drinks. It was barely a compliment, yet Venti's heart leapt in his chest anyway.

"Oh, certainly!" he agreed eagerly, "Admittedly, we've had our problems, but lately the city has been thriving! The people of Mondstadt have always looked after each other, after all."

"I'm sure that Lord Barbatos has helped this city to thrive, too." she added gently, knowingly, and Venti chuckled slightly, rubbing the back of his neck and willing the heat developing in his cheeks to dissipate.

Luckily, Charles arrived then with two glasses of dandelion wine, and Venti quickly hid his rosy cheeks behind his drink. He hardly dared to look at her, certain that she was smiling again and that his heart couldn't handle so much fondness aimed directly at him today.

"Ehe, so, fair lady, what brings you to the city today?" he inquired instead.

"I came to visit you." she said simply, as though it should have been obvious. Venti was perplexed.

"Uh, I mean no disrespect, but...why?" he asked; she considered him for a moment with a curious expression.

"I do not interact with the people of Teyvat very often," she began carefully, "but I could not allow a friend to suffer alone."

Venti's face brightened visibly as her words registered. His chest swelled with a mixture of pride and affection for her, all thoughts of his past grief forgotten in the pink haze of her kindness.

"A friend, you say?" he asked playfully, grinning widely at her.

It was her turn to look flustered at that, glancing away and clearing her throat gently. The bard revelled in her embarrassment, barely bothering to hide his joy as she became suddenly interested in the wooden grain of the bar.

"If you would like that, yes." she answered hesitantly, and Venti laughed, taking a joyous swig from his glass. Outside the window, the sky over Mondstadt had already begun to clear.

"Of course, friend!" he giggled happily, "In that case, I hope you have plenty of mora, because we have a lot of catching up to do!"

[theladyofrosewater]

WARNING Help Wanted 2 Spoilers

we get to play staff bot dress up!

this man has no idea how to do make up

GLITCHTRAPPPP

"staffbot OC creator" whoever you are in chat ur right

roxy bby girl u have so many self esteem issues

spiff cant see chat he taped it to his headset with a spatula

GLITCHTRAP STOP INTERUPTING MAKEOVERS MAKE AN APPOINTMENT IF YOU WANT ONE

please roxy need therapy actually help her

mystic hippo STOP

cooking time gotta love the corporate commentary on how replaceable you are

spiff is doing a terrible job same

I hate customer service work too food service PTSD

FREDDY MINIGAME

aww he warns you that he's dangerous I love him

oh his eyes are gone now

HE CANT HAVE ICE SCREAM CAKE D:

"good job! you are my-jumpscare sound"

lmao if you fail a bunch the animatronics reference that you suck

freddy can I be your superstar pls my mental state is terrible

FAZWRENCH UNLOCKED BITCHES

PRINCESS QUEST 4??!!?!?! VANNY MASK

??!!

LORE LORE LORE

WHAT THE ACTUALY FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

WE"RE ACTUALLY IN THE PIZZA SIM BUILDING

CADY CADECT BELOVED

LORE STORIES

[blakbonnet]

hi lets show some love for our mutuals. tag your favorite mutuals and tell them why you love them

whoever you are, anon, you're such a beacon for positivity ❤️

@ella-doe just the most heartbreaking fanvids and then will whip up a straight up hilarious video? Incredibly kind, ella is perfect there's no one like her, I'd die without her

@bizarrelittlemew for being my partner in crime, incredible writer and the backbone of ofmd gif makers, where would we be without your hilarious gifs fr (also my beta reader I'm so sorry lmaoo)

@dickfuckk runner of @ourflagmeansbts without whom we just wouldn't know what's happening behind the scenes, like "is this bts do you think" is such a mood lmaooo cause no Josh that blurry picture of someone's thumb is not technically bts but no it is actually

@saltpepperbeard screaming in the tags? Nope angsty heartbreaking takes are written in the tags, Jodi knows, like pls I will block you babe do not say that, also clown extraordinaire

@sherlockig 90% of the uncredited screencaps we see around here are stuff alexz has painfully picked, edited, made clearer and sharper. We just wouldn't have these reaction images without her! Twitter I'm talking to you lmaoo start crediting what you steal and take for granted

@xoxoemynn my favourite writer in this fandom who's written one my most reread fics - there's so many - so creative and unhinged, creator of the horny clock boys, of cute fairy!ed and stede, and my beloved always thought of lighthouse boys, I'm always in awe of your talent, I'm screaming in your ear

@not-nervous-jester the most brilliant artist in this fandom and I'll die on this hill. Victim of my worst headcanons, receives regular angsty notes with their coffee, writes so well and so effortlessly?! Hello wtf how?

@snake-snack-stede I think there's no one funnier than you, I can't wait to see your unhinged takes once s2 hits

@red-sky-in-mourning the person I probably DM first anytime something happens ngl truly such a great writer, I'm so so jealous and proud! We're essentially the same person

@wearfinethingsalltoowell no 1 olu appreciator, no one is doing it like joy. Also no 1 maker of unhinged izzy ships / don't let joy make you forget ouizzy and roachxizzy

And there's so many more but i can't name them all but I love you all very much ✌️😌

[onlyjaeyun]

zadie my love😭, tell me in my ears but ffs i can't take this cliffhanger of a statement 😭😭

IM SORRY 😭😭😭😭 it's just (and ive talked to other mutuals about this) that ive noticed how people will usually hype up and beg a writer to write for jay and produce jay content yet it's never ever as interacted with as the other boys in hyung line and i genuinely dont wanna sound ungrateful bc the response to strictly business has been absolutely amazing and smth i won't ever take for granted. i've just noticed this and it's smth you'll be aware of once you write in certain fandoms. i had this during my nct time on here as well, like people would beg for johnny content yet it'd never, ever get the same reciprocation as the other members. i am not blaming or accusing anyone of anything, it's just one thing ive noticed and in my personal theory it's thag people like jay as a member but they don't really care about his content yet still want fairness among the hyung line if that makes sense. with some people it just feels like they request jay content out of guilt but dont even care enough to interact?🫣

BUT PLS DONT TAKE THIS PERSONAL AND DONT ATTACK ME BECAUSE THESE ARE JUST RANDOM THOUGHTS AND THINGS I THINK ABOUT AT THE END OF THE DAY 😭

i will also block whoever gets disrespectful bc i will argue with you or hear your opinion on this out but never ever will i let anyone disrespect me on my own blog 🤕

edit: i genuinenly do not care about numbers and notes because i write for myself in the first place yet i can't help but notice and only fellow content creators on here will understand what i mean

[batensan]

i know the point of otomes is dating whoever you want, but do you have any otome love interests in MO that you see as the closest thing to a canon option? obviously it's not enforced since y'know, otome, but the option that you think has the best chance of being 'real' or the romance option that helped shape the story the most

(eye emojis) of course!!!! eeheueheehe... if im isekai'd into MO i hope they dont kill me for for saying they're not the most canon

these arent necessarily my favorite routes/pairings by the way!!! they just feel... the most right lol

Ciel: HONESTLY...??? ais. LOL or yvin and to a slightly lesser degree, anton... i just know florien wouldn't win

Anholly: Seihuo. HD is canon best dog and no one can ever take that away from him

Iris: Rieffe............. if i could choose, februum.... HAHHA I KNOW THAT SOUNDS WEIRD BC IM THE CREATOR BUT. AAARRGH BECOMES MY OWN OBSTRUCTION

Melanie: Shisui. mel x ven is precious and pure and fate BUT (points) shisui

Parilyne: Enmei. Nova would seem like a close contender but he's actually more destined to not be with her

Aster: Virs!!!!! 1000%

Erythr: Julius 2000% nothing else matters in MO except his happiness

Jeanne: Judas. fate fate fate pls never let them be apart again

Finale: well it's gotta be Clavie, right? :')

[strangerhands]

10 fandoms/10 characters/10 tags

waaaaaa omg thank you for the tag em 🫶 @runa-falls!! its been 800 years since i got to do a tag game (and make my own post for once..) so thanks! this actually made me happy but also a little "oh shit. people know i exist..?" i also made this post unnecessarily long but its me so whats new

ummm its all. only. oscar. not sorry (a little sorry)

1. marc spector + steven grant + jake lockley, moon knight-my absolute beloveds. moon knight is so special to me. the boys are so special to me. theres really nowhere near enough i could say here about them but if you get it, you get it. its also what got me into oscar (even though i discovered immediately that he was in annihilation and x-men: apocalypse WHICH I WATCHED YEARS AGO GODDAMMIT)

2. robbie paulson, law and order: criminal intent-listen. hes my girlfriend. my babygirl. my love. my sweet boy. the one plaguing damn near every Thot. most niche character here. wish he was real. wish there was more content of him out there but good god if fran (@/midgardian-witch, who also made that gif) hasnt been holding it downnnnnnn. bless.

3. poe dameron, star wars sequel trilogy-beautiful brave sweet husband who would maybe drive me a bit insane irl but in a good way (mostly) i wanna protect him. (also the only star wars films ive seen sorryyyyy sorry. yes it was for him. and adam driver.)

4. miguel o'hara, spider-man: into the spider-verse + spider-man: across the spider-verse-ohhh you beeg grumpy beautiful man. he would not like me. bite me pls (also still my two favourite movies oat.) craving some milk and cake suddenly... (his hair wings..<3)

5. cecil dennis, revenge for jolly!-pathetic little dirty alley cat man my beloved. my little princess. also my babygirl girlfriend little guy loser boy. (AND THE CURLSSSSSSS. AND SAD COW EYES.)

6. nathan bateman, ex machina-asshole who i unfortunately love. we would not get along irl but thats what fics are for!!!! he would make me cry. (but what if i could fix him..) i have a soft spot for him...

7. llewyn davis, inside llewyn davis-sad beautiful talented man. you can crash at my place any day. i would let him leech off of me idec lemme help you baby. i could show you what love is. (the curls and outfits...... i Crave.)

8. santiago garcia, triple frontier-woof. this guy. damn. yeah. sorry santi but i wanna bite your knees

9. blue jones, sucker punch-literally. asshole piece of shit but good god. whore. so slutty and beautiful and PATHETIC. i would let him be mean to me and then cry in private. but also put him in his place. its complicated. (whoever did his eyeliner and club wardrobe in that movie... i owe you my life. thank you. thank you. you deserve everything. thank you.)

10. mikael boghosian, the promise-oh. sweet beautiful intimate lover man. THAT scene... absolutely killed me. THAT SHOULDVE BEEN MEEEEE. i need him. (i am taking this moment to remind yall of the titty bite. yea. not sorry. youre welcome.)

honestly i couldve put nearly all of oscars characters but alas.

no pressure tags, hope none of you mind! i know this is very sudden and unexpected from me. only tagged some mutuals so its not 10 :p sorryy (sorry if youve been tagged already)

@my-secret-shame @saturn-rings-writes @spacecowboyhotch @villainsoftheweek @f4nrir @kouichijo @mugensword

again, no pressure to do this. hope everyone tagged is doing well! i havent interacted with some of yall in a long time<3

all gif credits go to their respective creators! i have no idea if tumblr automatically shows who made them or not, so sorry if it doesnt.

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Hermes?? Hermes rambles? Knowledge abt Hermes rambles pls? Love the rambles and wanna know more about Hermes please when ya have the time? <3

Hermes! Okay so Hermes. I’ve got some fun talk about him from off the top of my head, and also some stuff from some very very interesting papers I just saved on him <3

So Hermes, did you know that he is nearly as good as Apollo at stealing other Gods domains? He and Apollo have often switched domains in the past, making his first act upon birth really shine in stealing from Apollo lol. He and Apollo are very close, historically have been so!

Hermes is the God of Thieves and of Merchants, which is super interesting to think about imo because like- he patrons both those stealing from Merchants and the Merchants themselves. Both would pray to him for their work, though one might think Merchants in part do because often Merchants would travel. Of course, you could argue whoever gained his favor the most in prayer would be the one to succeed that day, but it could also be based upon what the Merchant or Thief did with their goods, what treatment they had given people, or more.

In the modern day I associate Hermes more with Cars and Trains and Buses than other methods of travel, though he would also be related to biking, walking, running, and more. But as I drive most places and struggle to walk due to health, Cars are my association. In the Ancient Times he would be associated with horse travel, walking, running, carriages, and similar such methods of travel. Really, any way you can travel on land falls under Hermes, he was the God of the Common Man and of the Rich, in travel, in Wealth, and in Poverty. Frankly the only reason I don’t associate planes with him is because you enter the realm of Zeus then, but even Hermes flits from place to place upon his winged sandals, and that alone would grant leave for planes to be within his purview.

It makes him very approachable. He was even associated with Hestia, due to the nature of the Hearth being the place that travelers would be welcome, the place supplicants would make their plea. The Hearth and the Travelers were intertwined in this way, the center of refuge and worship, of home and welcoming guests. In fact, there was even a marking placed in front of most houses, for Hermes, a statue or otherwise.

Now then, I was reading an article on Hermes, specifically about him being a Figure in Transition, because you see him being a messenger isn’t all that is he, nor is he simply bearing a message from one end to the next, that insults exactly what he is as a whole. He not only bears the message, he is the being that brings the news, the word, the communication, he brings word from Olympus to Earth, he brings the word of the King to his subjects, he conveys exactly what is needed, he is even able to pass freely into the underworld, associating himself with the mists of Erebos which most Gods refuse to even touch. He is not hampered by anything in his path, life, death, the heavens, the underworld, the sea or sky-

He is the messenger, but not only a messenger. For example, did you know that the “herms” in Ancient Greece are the marks of distance upon a map. He is the center of frontiers, up and down, forward and back- his position as a messenger makes him a traveler, and patron of them as well. These natures of his are intertwined. And in the manner that he goes from the Earth to the Underworld and back up to the Heavens, one could even argue he is facilitating the trade of souls, from living to dead and back to the living. And here one may associate him with Merchants, and by the nature of trade thieves are present, tying those natures of his together.

All of this together also showcases him as an agent of change, which is clearly seen in his myth of birth. He goes from born, to thief, to successful pardon, to creator of an instrument, to trader, to free. He changes rapidly, and brings change (by message, by travel, by intertwining worlds and by separating them) just as easily. He has brought change via bringing Zeus’ decrees of law and order, he has brought change with his mischief, he is a force of change.

Sources: Hermes - Deity in Transition by Dimitar Trendafilov, The Hearth as a Place of Refuge in Ancient Greece, Theoi