#well its not out theres still plenty but you know

[arom-antix]

@blended-ice FOUR MORE YUURI BROWS!!! And even three surprise Yuuri hands :0

[heyitslapis]

Walked out of work today bc long story short a guest decided that she was gonna lecture me/use me & my "abhorrent, disrespectful attitude" as an example of a lesson for one of her student & I decided that standing there & being belittled wasn't worth it

[infiniteseriesofhalfways]

I just realized I haven't read a single romance novel this year that didn't have a third act breakup

I am begging for different stakes please

[darubyprincx]

if tumblr existed in empires s1 then the dashboard would look a little bit like this i think

🏜️ cactus-abolitionist

MY CAT JUST RAN OUTSIDE IN THE MIDDLE OF A SANDSTORM IM

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oh no are they okay?? i don't know how serious sandstorms are but maybe you could go after them?

🏜️ cactus-abolitionist

Sand blowing past you at upwards of 75kmh. It's also really hot sand. It's been known to literally strip the flesh off of bones wait post cancelled my cat just walked back in she's fine guys

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visiting the Mythlands today and me and my family found a neat lil natural floating island while hiking

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to the people in my notes going "what the fuck": have y'all never heard of physics?

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OP WHERE THE FUCK DO YOU LIVE WHERE THIS IS NORMAL

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western mezalea?? lol

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well that explains a lot.

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Can I Help You

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ain't emperor joel dating a fish

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yeah, they're married. Isn't Emperor Joey a demonfucker????

#dude why are the notes arguing over the ethics of being ruled by a demon 😭 what the fuck #op im so sorry

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...i'm in this class thats being taught by the headmaster today and she smells like weed. i'm not gonna say anything but like. what

🦦 i-like-otters

yeah the academy's just like that. as long as she's not like, actively dying or anything she's probably fine??? idk o7

#reblog

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I JUST GOT BACK FROM A BUSINESS TRIP WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN THE COPPER KING'S GONE

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I DONT KNOW I DONT LIVE THERE BUT apparently nobody expected it either?? like some people are saying it was the Dragon Fight that did it (i know Emperor Joey came out with statements that Emperor Riffs actually helped kill the dragon and unleash the demon but its been two days and we all know that he hates that guy so idk) but nobody actually knows anything. it's crazy bro

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my mom said the royal housekeepers found a note from him alongside like everything he owned but they're not saying what's on the note yet. holy shit

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🐠 fishfucker997

this will definitely have an impact on the local trout population

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the Guardian of the Thirteenth Empire just died and you're worried about fish???? be for real omg

🐠 fishfucker997

have you people never heard of references in your life

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why are you interacting with me i literally have "codlanders dni" in my bio

🐠 fishfucker997

my brother in cod you literally reblogged this from me??

🐠 fishfucker997

they blocked me lmao

#how is this post only 2 days old

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she dragon fight on my copper king til i disappear

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who the hell let a camel onto this site lol

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You will die at age 87 with nobody to mourn you and no stars still shining to watch you go.

#911 i just witnessed a murder

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🌻 helantheia

anyone know who made emperor pearl's dress? it's really pretty :0

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📷 desertphotography

West of the River of Plenty, Pixandria

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[1800-page-not-found]

Being drunk and complaining how you think your bf/gf is prettier than you (genshin men+women x fem reader) PART 3

ITS THE HARBINGERSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Not doing scaramouche cuz i already did in part 2

Dottore, Columbina, Sandrone x reader (seperate)

TW: implied unhealthy relationship (for dottore bc that man does not treat anyone like a human being, i have mixed feelings about that guy), and id like to state that i do NOT support toxic relationships.

Making another part for the other harbingers bc im really sleepy rn and I just wanna give you guys something because I havent posted in a long time.

The next part contains Pantalone, Tartaglia, Arlecchino x reader (seperate)

Maybe i'll do Signora, Pierro, and Capatino? but Capatino wears a mask??? wtv lol

Please note that you may not like "[name]"s personality, as it may differ from yours.

You had met Zandik when he was a scholar at the Akademiya, before he was expelled for his crimes and immoral acts. Fortunately, unlike the last girl who had fancied him, Sohreh, he did not mutilate your body, because somehow in that rather small and close to non existing heart of his, was you.

But unfortunately, you could not escape his unhinged mindset. You relied too much on the Akasha System. When he did get expelled, you followed with him. After all, thats what the Akasha showed which was best for you. Hundreds of years went by, and he became a powerful harbinger. He still gave you freedom, to some extent. So how did you wind up at his office, crying and drunk?

"Zandik" You cried.

You were ultimately weak in the mind due to your heavy dependency that Dottore had created for you. He smiled as you cried into his shoulder, dampening his clothes.

"Yes dear? What happened for you to come crying to me?" He was your white knight.

You quickly learned that somehow, dottore would always save you, relieving you of your agony. Like he did with the ruin machines when they found Sohreh's body.

"O-one of your clones said you didn't love me and you had another woman…" you hiccup in between your words.

"My dear, do not fret, there are no other women in my life besides you. Why would I require someone else? Those clones can be quite troublesome, and not all of them are friendly. I apologize for their behavior." He soothed you, patting your back. 'Yes, yes...let it all out,' he thought. His clones were doing well, their original sole purpose was to create insecurities and confusion in your mind.

"But-But, I'm not even that pretty, even you're prettier than me! Theres plenty of women who are better than me-what if you dont love me one day?" You mumble, your head still lying on his shoulder.

"Darling, I have to say, I am surprised by your irrational behavior. My affection for you is undeniable, and the fact that you would suggest otherwise is quite hurtful..." Your eyes widened.

Oh, how could you hurt him like that?! After everything he's done for you?...

"No-no! I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you, I-"

"Do you trust me [name]?" He cuts you off.

"Huh? Of course I do!"

"Good, now please can we move on? If we continue to talk about this, my heart will ache even more." He starts to make an expression that he knows will make you feel guilty. You've really fallen deeper into the rabbit hole now.

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Columbina had saved you at your lowest, and you had devoted your every fiber of yourself to her. You decided to get stronger, your sole motivation being paying back your benefactor. Well, that was until the angel-like harbinger said you could pay her back by forming a relationship with her.

You did start off as friends, but that slowly spiraled into a more intimate relationship. You promised to be there for her whenever and wherever, but really, does the harbinger who's ranked third really need protecting?... I mean, you're so much weaker than her, how can you protect her when she's in danger?

That thought slowly grew in your mind-you can't help but just let it all out when drunk on the fine vodka Columbina had brought back for you and her to enjoy...until well, you drank the whole bottle.

You stared at the empty bottle in your hand that once held the highest quality of vodka.

"[name], my dear, what's on your mind?" Columbina spoke softly, her voice sounding like a lovely melody in your ears.

"Mmmm...I don't wanna bother youuu..." You dragged out your words, slurring your speech.

Columbina stood up from the couch and took the bottle out from your hands and gently placed it on the glass coffee table, making a small 'kling' sound. She sat back down and held your hands, which were rather cold so she decided to warm them up.

It was strange how she always kept her eyes closed, but no matter what always aware of her surroundings. This only increased your insecurity, after all, only one with great strength could do such things...and you couldn't.

"[name]." She let go of your hands and placed hers on your cheek, and kissed you softly. "Your thoughts will never be a bother all right? I'll always be there to protect you and be by your side." She smiled at you warmly.

You started to cry, the alcohol heightening your emotions. "That's-that's the thing!" You let out a sob, wiping your tears. "I-I don't want to just rely on you, I want you to rely on me too! But, I'm so much weaker than you and, and you excel in everything! You're smart, strong, independent, and so, so much prettier than me and everyone, you deserve so much better than me I-" Your rant was cut short when Columbina kissed you again softly.

"Oh, [name], I never knew you felt this way, I want you to know that I rely on you every single day, there is not a single moment where I don't rely on you. I know you probably don't believe it, but you make me feel so happy. I don't care if you think that I outshine you, because in my eyes you're the most beautiful and amazing person in the entirety of Teyvat. You're perfect in my eyes just the way you are, and no one else can take that spot." Her voice really soothed you, and as she spoke, you stopped crying.

"R-really? You mean it?..." You sniffled, wiping your tears off your face.

"Yes, now please, there's no need to cry anymore alright?" she kissed your forehead and held you in a warm embrace on the couch.

"Mhm…alright, thank you, I love you…" You rubbed your eyes, tired from crying and fell asleep in Columbina's arms.

Once you were sound asleep, Columbina picked you up, carrying you in her arms bridal style and set you gently on the bed, making sure you're comfortable before crawling into the bed and cuddling with you.

The next day, you woke up, eyes puffy and not a single memory of last night. When you asked your lover, she just giggled and walked away, leaving you confused.

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Sandrone was an interesting character. When you first met, you had actually died. Well more like on the verge of death. Somehow, for some reason, she had saved you, as she had basically turned you into part automaton.

You were supposedly her 'puppet', but, puppets don't act this human. You were crazy for confessing your love to her, the harbinger who was known for only caring about her own works, and having a god awful personality to come with it.

Well, fortunately for you, you did count as one of her works, so perhaps that was the reason why she accepted your confession and you two started being in a relationship?...you still couldn't wrap your mind about this, you were really happy to say the least.

Today, you had practically begged her to come with you to have a picnic and stargaze. She was being quite stubborn. But of course, she couldn't outmatch your own stubbornness and you, thus she gave in.

You were so excited, yet here you were, sitting on the blanket, extremely drunk. You smiled at her, all giggly and bubbly as you wrapped yourself around her arm, hugging her.

Sandrone sighed and frowned, she stopped her work just for this? I mean, it was you... (She'd never admit to loving spending time with you, she's gotta keep her reputation up... but everyone knows, even you, that she has an extremely soft spot for you (and only you.))

"[name]...quit staring at me like that!" sandrone flicked your forehead, earning an 'owwww' from you.

After recovering from the ferocious attack, you laughed and smiled. "But you're just sooooo pretty! I can't keep my eyes off you, the prettiest girl in Teyvat!"

You lowered your voice to a whisper "I think you're prettier than me, all the other harbingers, and the Tsaritsa- Ow!"

She slapped the back of your head. "I will not allow you to speak of her majesty the Tsaritsa like that, [name]!"

She crossed her arms and turned her head away from you, looking angry.

Although, her words seemed to contradict her statement just now. She spoke quietly under her breath, "plus, youre the most prettiest girl in Teyvat, [name]..."

You perked up, perhaps having heightened senses was a good thing. "I heard that!" You shouted and smiled. "You really think that-"

"W-what?! No! You must be imagining things!" She yelled back at you. "Damn it, I shouldn't have heightened your sense of hearing too! Ugh!"

All you did was laugh teasingly at her frustration and embarrassment getting caught being nice, specifically to you. Until you blacked out from the alcohol. That reallllllllyyyy freaked her out, as she frantically carried you back home. (Well, the only reason she showed her 'nicer' side was really due to the only witness being her modified automaton.)

You had slept for a whole day before waking up at noon, with a god awful hangover, causing you to throw up.

(Sandrone ordered one of her machines to take care of you in secret and report to her every hour about your status.)

[headcanons-n-shit]

Hello

Your newest post reminded me i had an idea. The bois comforting wol who is having a nervous brakedown from all the stress. Bonus Ardbert.

I really like your stories. Especially the angsty ones.

(TAZ The Breakdown plays in the background)

(Mild shadowbringers spoilers)

Thancred literally (accidentally but still) disassociated so hard from the stress that he gave up his body to the bad guy for a bit. If anyone gets what youre going through, its probably going to be him. Hes not going to waste his time on empty platitudes: hes going to get you a glass of water, a warm blanket, and a hot meal, and let you cry it out on his shoulder for as long as you need to.

(And if that still doesnt help, well. Sex is still on the table. Its rarely a good idea, but hes all out of those.)

Urianger is probably breaking down with you lets be real. Every future my mans has ever read has included world-ending catastrophe, and, sure, youve thwarted it every time (usually with his help) but. What if this time you dont? What if this time you fail???? Its an unreasonable amount of stress for one man to be carrying. He probably does a fantastic amount of fantasy weed to cope and still all it takes is seeing you break down for him to also start blubber-crying.

Graha seems kind of detached and distant at first. "Shower water food" he commands you, in the voice of Lynas grandfather the Crystal Exarch, firm and uncompromising and impossible to disobey, and you might miss the way his voice and smile are strained. The way his hands clench and unclench at his sides. Hes never regretted turning back time to help you save two worlds, but. Its times like this that he wonders if he shouldnt try again to give you a happier ending.

Estinien is a firm hand on your shoulder, a steady shoulder to lean on, because he gets it. The feeling of being trapped in your own body, puppetted by powers so much greater than you can imagine, almost greater than you can comprehend... Youre breaking down for the both of you, honestly, because hes spent so long training the iron discipline to resist nidhoggs influence that he doesnt know how to anymore. This is. Cathartic. For the both of you tbh.

Aymeric wishes in this moment, more than anything, that he could just. Just be with you. Out on your journeys, giving you support by your side instead of from a distance. And he knows, he knows, that the support he gives you is important, that his ability to move nations in your favor has helped far more than any single sword at your side ever would. But he bears the weight of a nation while you bear the weight of a star, and that just. Doesnt seem fair to him.

Haurchefant knows that theres some things that hot chocolate cant fix but. Its a good starting place if nothing else. Something warm and sweet right now couldnt hurt, neither would a soft blanket and a roaring fire. He'll sit with you, bundled up together, and just listen if thats what you need. Or he can talk-- he has plenty of embarrassing stories about Artoirel that he hasnt shared yet. Either way, he'll happily help you wipe your tears away when youre done, and then drop a delicate kiss on your forehead.

Stand tall, he says. A smile better suits a hero.

Sidurgu is surprisingly good at this. Or, maybe not so surprising? Rielle is very mature for her age, but shes still a child. He probably does this whole song and dance every other week. And you feel a little bit like a child, the way he bullies you into the shower and then bundles you up in blankets and pushes food at you, but. Beneath the gruff words and scowl you can tell hes worried. Frustrated. This is exactly the kind of injustice that as a dark knight he swore he would fight, but hes just one man, there isnt much he can do about the desolation of the star. But he also needs you to know that he'll always be in your corner. Whether in this little way or if you need him to help you kill a god, he'll always come when you call.

BONUS

Ardbert has never felt so helpless in his life. He cant touch you, cant be a shoulder you can cry on. He cant even fetch you a glass of water. All he can do is stand there and watch as you break apart in your bed in the Pendants, and its. Its torture, worse than anything any ascian could ever conceive.

Still. He does what he can. And if all he can do is sit at your bedside, his hand hovering half-through yours in a mockery of touch while he tells you stories of his adventures, or friendship and triumph and happier times, well. Its the least he can do.

[gffa]

saw someone say "dickbabs is bad cuz they're written as a stereotype of smart nerd/dumb jock which is a disservice to their characters" and its so weird cuz i cant think of any comics where they're written that way?? like the best comics of them are the ones where they're working on cases together combining both of their strengths and resources to solve crime and theres plenty of those.

also i've noticed so many dickbabs antis have a problem with barbara's intelligence in general which is odd to me. esp when dick himself is never intimidated nor threatoned by it and its sad. its like ppl claim to like girlboss/malewife couples but then when there's actually a couple that displays that dynamic in a way that matters and isnt just based on appearance or physical traits its too much and they back out!

I just wish certain Dickbabs antis would stop putting their "why this other pairing is so much better than DickBabs" stuff in the #dickbabs tag, like you are not helping me think better of your competing ship with that kind of behavior, it just comes off as so desperate to be mad that other people like something you wish they wouldn't like. Otherwise, I don't really wander into spaces that aren't into the things I'm into, because I'd much rather spend my time yelling about why I DO love the thing I love, so in that vein, LET ME TELL YOU WHY I LOVE DICKBABS SO MUCH. (To be clear, it's perfectly fine not to like the ship or like it in a different way, we'll still get along fine! It's not the sum total of EITHER character's role in the comics, there's plenty to talk about them without getting into this relationship! I'm just not here for those who need to go out of their way to shove it in my face that they don't like the ship, but disliking it and staying in your lane--as many, many lovely people do! the majority I would even say!--is of course fine.) (To further clarify, I don't know the context of the original post mentioned here, it's not part of anything I'm speaking of, this is purely about trying to shove it in others' faces, not about how other people interpret ships differently from me while staying in their own lanes. So I'm probably not speaking about the original post whatsoever here!) For me, I think the heart of their bigger relationship is built on their mutual support for each other, that they each have established themselves individually and have their own books and their own time in the spotlight, but they keep gravitating towards each other because they're better and stronger and more fun together. That each of them gladly takes their turn being the support for the other, because that's what relationships do! And they do it with such love, like-- I love them because they've known each other so long that they really get each other, they get that the other isn't perfect, and they've made the choice to be with that person even when their issues have thorns. Like, I loved everything about their conversation in Nightwing #96:

That is exactly what he needed to hear--she wasn't being cruel or dismissive of his issues, she wasn't even really being mean about the issues he picked up from Bruce, because she's right, Bruce does have some really shit traits that he passed on to his eldest. She's not saying that either he or Bruce are bad for it, she's just accepting that it's part of the man she loves and she'll cut through it with him because he's worth any effort it would take to be with him. I love that she laughs right in his face about breaking up, because that's not cruel or dismissive either, it's just Dick being ridiculous and sometimes it's part of his charm and they've always teased each other--the thing is, it's also always followed up with warmth and care, she asks him point blank, are you happy with me? Because you are allowed to be happy. I'm allowed to be happy and I'm happy with you, you're worth dying for, let's do this together. Or I love their earlier dynamic in the Batgirl comic as well, just after Bruce and Selina's failed marriage (this is before they got back together, like in the above):

I love SO MUCH that Babs isn't sure that she necessarily wants a marriage any time soon, she doesn't trust yet that it could last, but what she does want is someone who would be there if she needed them, that at this point in time she feels like moments are all any of them are allowed to have, so what she wants is someone who will always answer when she calls. At this point, she's afraid to commit because she doesn't feel like they get that kind of thing, she's afraid of her own feelings, that really gets hammered in during the Death Knight storyline where they're fighting against the end of the world, the collapsing of the multiverse, and Bruce is tired of their bickering, so he tells them to just "skip to the end", which is basically, Dick wants to symbolically marry her, but she's afraid because she doesn't want her feelings for him to get in her way, she's terrified of losing him again:

But he's there for her, he says that it's just for tonight, he can put it aside when they need to, and later he'll win her back. This is who Dick and Babs are to me--they dance around each other because their feelings are so intense and sometimes it feels like they're on different pages (Dick's a romantic who wants to get married someday and knows it, she isn't sure she wants marriage but something less defined), but then you dig into it a bit and realize they are on the same page, it's just that their costumed lives, the traumas they've both lived through, make them scared of that level of intensity. And that's why Babs being the one to say, once they're together, no, we're happy together, we're allowed to be happy together, is so important. It's why she refuses to not come along with when Dick is going to the founding of the Alfred Pennyworth Foundation and doesn't take his shit about trying to keep her safe in Nightwing #88.

Because they take turns supporting each other, they take turns being the one to say I love you so much that I would fight the world for you, that they make each other stronger and shore each other up. Even before they got back together, they supported each other and were always there to listen, to joke around to lighten the mood, to just be a friendly ear without expectations of anything else:

Plus, they are adorable when they're flirting:

DICK'S IDEA OF A HOT DATE IS A NIGHT ON THE SOFA IN SWEATPANTS, EATING POPCORN, AND WATCHING THEIR FAVORITE SHOW. HE UNDERSTANDS HER, OKAY.

Ultimately, I love them because sometimes she goes to him. Sometimes he goes to her. Sometimes she cuts through his bullshit with love. Sometimes he cuts through her bullshit with love. They're always there for each other, even when they're not together. They have a blast flirting with each other. They're both aware of the other being a hot mess sometimes, but they know that's part of the person they love and deal with it. They're partners.

[fuzzy-wuzzy-pup]

Thinking about Sir tizing me and leading me into my cage midway in a half asleep nap state.

Holding onto me first and softly petting me and cooing at what a pretty play thing and pup I am and how soft and easy I ams...

And then opening cage and moving me inside. I don't argue or complain and I crawl inside and collapse inside so weak and feeling all drugged and sluggish. Inside its blacked out so I can't see out but she can see me.

I whimper softly half of me finally realizing what's happening and she takes her fingers and scratch my chin and ear and coo again saying don't worry that she'll "not be gone too long my pretty lil thing" and that there is plenty of toys inside the big crate for me to play with and she has a camera and monitor inside so she can watch me anytime she wants.

She removes my leash hook on collar and closes the door and makes a lock sound via her phone. It's not really locked you see. It's just a signal to my brain that I can't escape or leave the cage unless an emergency happens or I feel unsafe and absolutely need to. It's just a safety measure she installed so her pretty pet can't escape unless truly needed / or she says the sound again to release it.

I slowly look around in the hazy brain fog as she walks away and out blowing kisses at me even tho I can't see her. I notice that there is lots of chew toys layered around, soft blankets and even more... I notice there's an attachment to the back wall and looks like decent sized cock mount. I turn slowly and notice theres another in the front... And it hits me... With the position of how it is... In order for me to relax not curled up tightly... I have to position myself onto the cock behind me and in front in my mouth at least partially inside both holes...

While I'm debating on how to get comfy... My holes start to drip and twitch without any control of my own... I ponder for a second on how I got to be so horny so quickly especially in my sleepy state... But realizing as the ache grows it doesn't really manner... Plus she's gone and who knows how long she will be... I can't even relax in the position I'm in now... So may as well get on them to at least just get comfy... I mean there's no real harm in it... I can always hop off before she gets back...

I twist my hips around so that its firmly placed in my drippy cunt... And whimper slightly at uncomfortableness moving my body and having my neck sideways... So I quickly then place my mouth onto the one in front at least to get the neck cramp out (or so I tell myself).

I close my eyes and get comfy with the pillows under me since they are low enough I can partially lay on my side. A few minutes go past and as tired as I was... I start to get a lil bored and my cunt and mouth get more and more drippy... I don't know how long its really been but I suppose I might as well try and quench the ache a lil bit... Right?

A few more minutes pass and I'm still so so drained and start to pant and twitch... But the little light makes it hard to have a sense of anything... And there's this... Buzzing sound... I'm not sure if it started recently or been there from beginning?

I can only ponder it though for two seconds before I feel pressure and then all of a sudden the dildos start moving... I gasp loudly and feel them rock back and forth. I shuffle a bit shocked and gulping as the dildo in my mouth which was only half an inch inside starts to pound... Harder... And increasing in speed... I start to whimper and suck on it as I have no choice anymore...

Next the dildo in my cunt starts increase in depth. But instead of dipping in and out it starts to only go at the depth where its stuck inside me always. Pouding from entrance to deep inside filling me in full... I twitch and drip and start to hear sloppy sounds coming from my holes...

At this point I can't even utter a word as my holes are continued to be fucked... Brain shutting down... Cock... Cock... Cock... Fuck... It feels so good... Mmmmf... Druikkkjgdssyllnsaet... Eyes rolling back... Helpless stuck in endless rolling pleasure... Just barely choking on the dildo in my mouth but enough I have plenty of air to breathe and not enough to make my gag reflex trigger too badly...

Hrs pass and the dildos slow at times giving me rest but then continuing again almost as if its being controlled exactly when it needs to be... Or maybe a timer... I don't know and don't care anymore... It feels so good... To be fucked over and over and so completely helpless...

As I lose myself the buzzing sound increases... I don't actively notice its not just buzzing till it's way too late... It's words...

Empty. Docile. Happy. Obedient. Doll. Fuck Pet. Slave. Serve. Obey. Pleasure.

Empty. Docile. Happy. Obedient. Doll. Fuck Pet. Slave. Serve. Obey. Pleasure.

Empty. Docile. Happy. Obedient. Doll. Fuck Pet. Slave. Serve. Obey. Pleasure.

Empty. Docile. Happy. Obedient. Doll. Fuck Pet. Slave. Serve. Obey. Pleasure.

Empty. Docile. Happy. Obedient. Doll. Fuck Pet. Slave. Serve. Obey. Pleasure.

As the key unlocks and she comes home... I don't even notice. Even when she comes near and smirks watching me... I'm so far lost in pleasure and defeat and complete obedience.

When she unlocks and opens the door my vision is so blurry and brain just focuses on her smell and how desperate I am for her... I can't think of anything else but serving and obeying her... And cock.

But all that comes out verbally is mumbling "Empty. Docile. Happy. Obedient. Doll. Fuck Pet. Slave. Serve. Obey. Pleasure." She smiles looking down at me and pets me softly and replies "Goooood girl, that's right"

[peonypaint]

giramie day one: confession

jeramie would like to take things slowly and properly write a grand romance for the two of them. gira does not pick up on this.

full id under the cut!

[ ID: three digital comic pages of jeramie and gira from ohsama sentai kingohger.

page one. the color pallette of this page is mainly blues, with a blue background in the panels of jeramies bugnarok kingdom. panel one, jeramie walks while thinking to himself with gira standing behind him. jeramie smiles and there are music notes next to him, as if hes humming. there is a question mark next to gira. there are several boxes showing jeramies thoughts next to the panels on this page. the first box reads, "things are going well with gira." the second box reads, "i enjoy his company more each day. but i musnt rush things-" the third box reads, "subtext is key, especially in matters of the heart." panel two, jeramie turns his back to the viewer and holds a hand up to his obscured face as he continues to think. the fourth box of text reads, "i have to take things slowly, and properly court him". panel three is a close up on jeramies eyes, he looks down with a soft expression. on either side of the panel are two boxes of text, which read, "yes, there is still time ahead. plenty of time to weave a perfect love story for us.." panel four, jeramie jolts out of thought as gira comes into frame, saying "jeramie." above jeramie is sound effect text that says "oop!". panel five, gira looks up at jeramie with an open and happy expression as he says, "theres something i wanted to talk with you about." panel six, jeramie turns towards gira and smiles back at him with his eyes closed, saying, "yes?" with small text above the speech bubble saying "hm?" and sound effect text saying "turn"

page two. panel one, gira takes jeramies hands in his with sound effect text that says "grab" and lines of emphasis around the panel. the color palette of this page has shifted from the blues of the first page to being pink. below panel one gira and jeramie are drawn from the waist up holding hands and looking at one another, gira looks at jeramie fondly as he speaks and jeramie looks shocked. gira says, "i know this might be selfish of me- but id like it if you were always by my side." panel two, a close up on gira and jeramies faces from a side view as they look at each other. behind them is a yellow background with a pink heart and pink lines of smoke intersecting it. in front of the panel is a speech bubble from gira, which says, "will you be the king of my heart?". all around this first half of the page are sparkles and circles drawn similar to shoujou manga. panel three, gira and jeramie continue to hold hands, we focus on jeramies dazed expression with giras back to the audience. above jeramie is text that reads "dazed". panel four, a close up of giras face as he holds jeramies hands and looks up at him adoringly, there are hearts in his eyes and several hearts next to him. panel five, jeramie ducks his head and blushes, saying, "well now!". below this panel at the bottom of the page gira and jeramie hold hands and smile as jeramie says, "how am i supposed to say no to a face like that," while he looks away bashfully from gira, who closes his eyes and smiles. next to gira is text that reads "hehe" and below jeramies speech bubbles is text that reads "youre too cute, its unfair."

page three. this page is not colored and is only a single comic strip. panel one, jeramie holds a hand up to his face as he says, "although logically, arent evil tyrant kings usually selfish?" with an amused expression. panel two, gira and jeramie stand in silence as gira thinks about what has just been said with three large dots above his head. panel three, which has emphasized spike action line borders as gira says "oh!!" as he understands. panel four, gira holds his arms up in his evil tyrant king theatrical pose as he laughs, saying, "bwahahahaha! all according to my evil plot to steal your heart!" jeramie is in the foreground of the panel, holding up his hands to his face with a smile and closed eyes as he thinks, "i love him so much". /END ID]

[aonungyoufuck]

Runaway {Part 10}

Runaway Masterlist

DNI/BYF

Synopsis: there's talk of mating soon. And a surprise visitor comes to Awa'atlu

please excuse the delay and anything else im currently fighting god because im fighting off being sick aaaaa

You two have had enough. And it was obvious in the ways your touches would linger. It was obvious in the way your eyes found each other all the time. Oftentimes craving each other just a little more. 

Ao’nung let you know it had been exactly three years now. Now both Eighteen it was a little bit more awkward to spend so much time together lingering. Wanting and yet not having a name for it. 

And yet the gentleness of the relationship is something you had always wanted for. To be treated as if you were fragile in the courting phase. Well it could only leave things to the imagination for the latter. 

You had wanted this but you also wanted more. You wanted to be mates. Officially, And you knew that telling Ao’nung he would agree too. But you had always wanted to follow the right traditions too. 

There was no way that you could mate before Eywa here. For there was no spirit tree or Tree of souls. 

None here that was at all relating to either of your families. Ancestors and so on and so forth. 

“What are you thinking about Tiyawn” 

“Oh of things i really shouldn’t” 

Truth be told you hadn’t meant to think. Ao’nung was growing…weak. He was pale, much more than you knew him too. His face sunken in. Not to mention that his skin… it was cracked. It was dry to the touch. It often pained you to have to treat him. Something was terribly wrong and yet he himself didn’t know what it was. 

But you still loved him. Loved to live this domestic bliss. 

“My dearest. What is it?” 

“I guess im thinking of..well Becoming mates”

“You know i'm more than ready to accept you whenever you are?” 

You smiled, kissing his cheek as you continued to prepare the meat you had managed to kill earlier. 

“Well yes. But I'm talking about the lack of a place to make Tsaheylu.” 

“Oh right.” 

“Listen, I'm more than ready to be your mate. I’ve been more than willing for a long time as im sure you been aware too. But..”

“I know. And you are perfect as you are so skilled”

You laugh a little pushing him out of your space. “Be real Ao’nung” 

“ I am. I told you plenty of times and it leaves me breathless everytime i hear you near me. More than anything. My love of a thousands and one of the sky. Everytime i look at you, Its like im living again. And i dont ask for much, But i do ask that you become mine. Forever and always. Until we die” 

His words. God you never understood how he could always enchant you 

“You are a fool as you are handsome. Do you know that?” 

“Oh yes i know that. But you were the one who ran away for not having me? So who is the fool?”

“Oh whatever” 

Silence fell over you. 

“Please.Do you take me. To be by your side forever and always?”

“You know i would…but how? How can it? How can we?” You asked. Pleaded for any reason. It was quiet. 

“Well as i recall in your old home. There was a tree”

You Gasped. Surely that thought never hit you. And truth be told it was kind of an outlandish idea. It was a little … out of the blue. 

“ that is true we could do that. But the flight is far and theres the possibility we could get caught” 

The flight there required you to fly over Awa’atlu. Surely by now people are wondering when you yourself are coming back. So they’d be more keen on keeping an eye out for an ikran. 

“I mean yes. But i rather have you sooner than later. “

“You were always something with words huh?”

“Tis why you chose me? Right my mate?”

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Just as you had thought. Your parents had grown worried. For you were gone far longer than you had planned to. And sure you may have taken longer. But as parents they were growing overly worried. 

While they would fly in the day and search where they could. Tonowari would look in the sea. But they have grown hopeless. You hadn’t returned. And there really was no way of them knowing where Ao’nung was. 

Endlessly Ronal kept asking praying over and over again. She had never lost anyone in her life but her spirit sister. Now she lost her son. 

No one could really say. But Neteyam could. 

He would be the one to take out. To go find you something to tell him you two were okay. 

Today was not successful. And guilt was eating him up inside. Eclipse had set not long ago. And he could have sworn he saw your Ikran. But nothing. No clue no nothing. 

He had to confess to someone that Ao’nung had left with you. For his clan thought him dead. And it was eating at him with how he felt so guilty. 

“Lo’ak says you are going to get worry marks if you keep looking that way” 

Since Ronal agree to allow the courtship between Tsireya and Lo’ak she has become the sister he was suddenly missing. Always kind always there to listen to his thoughts. 

She often also told him how worried she was. Her brother was gone. Her mother was mourning and she was left to take care of Ateyo whilst her family broke apart. 

“I worry to much you know this of me” 

“Yes but i also have grown to be so worried” 

Neteyam nodded. Looking out into the sea. “May i tell you something?”

“And that is?” 

“I know that Your brother left with my sister” 

Tsireya was dead quiet. Neteyam is afraid to look at her. But she could only let out a small chuckle. 

“Oh i know. I think most everyone knows that”

“But how?” 

“Its kind of obvious.” 

Now Neteyam felt like he could breath. Finally it felt like he was allowed to even think. It felt liberating as much as it was a burden. “I dont understand. Y/n said she would be back within a year” 

“I suppose its out of plan. But imagine you fall in love and then you happen to live with them for some time. That level of privacy and love and devotion is something unbeatable. Like a home away from home where you two can be free from responsibilities” 

Neteyam could only nod. He hadn’t fully thought about it that way. He could only hope that you were happy. That whatever it was you two were doing. Wherever you may be. You would be happy. 

“You better get home then.” 

“ Oh I know. But i think id like some time away from my family for just a little bit” 

And he let her. He was glad Lo’ak had chosen right. Because he was glad to have someone to relate too. 

By morning things were the same. Everything went on the same and Neteyam had grown tired of it. 

However, today was different. A crowd had Gathered and he had been hopeful it was you and Ao’nung coming back. 

“Ma Jake!” his mother burst through the pod where they all had heard the commotion from. 

“We heard the commotion. What’s happening, what's going on?” 

“Dont know. Tsahik asks for us at her Marui. Says its urgent. I dont know what for. Come on . Come all of you” 

The family lined up. Hurrying for they feared making Ronal wait any longer. 

Without even making a noise they pushed past the veil into the pod. 

There. In front of them Was Mo’at. 

“Maite  so good to see all of you”

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You know what its past midnight Im gonna make a post critisising acotar despite never having the read the series, the only book of SJMs ive actually read was crescent city but I spend a lot of time in anti acotar circles bc its fun being a little hater sometimes and I think I know enough by now to atleast critise some of the themes. I definitely know more about this series than I should, like I know about that immortal horse whose horse wife tragically died in horse childbirth and then Im pretty sure he died of horse sadness. And yet, despite cari can read being pretty good at explaining magic shit, I still dont know what the hell syphons are or why illyrians have them or why they matter so you really never stop learning huh

Anyway, I wanted to talk about the misogyny within the universe of acotar because its really bad, both in the sense that its just annoying and insufferable to read about even second-hand and in the sense that its badly written. The thing that inspired this was this short piece of flashfiction by @feynessupremacy about an unnamed girl from the hewn city being married off and having a horrible time living in this endless cycle of misogynistic abuse that her mom is still in and that her dauggters will end up in, all powerless to do anything against this kind of systemic sexism. I thought it was good and made its intended point pretty well but it also made me once again realize how borderline comical this series portrayal of misogyny is

Like, okay, once again, I have not read these books myself but it very much seems like the sexism in this world just materialized in the second book, from the summaries Ive watched it straightup seems like it was just not there in the first book. I mean hell, the entire plot hinges on the fact that Tamlin was sending all these fae disguised as fucked up creatures out so that they would hopefully be killed by a woman so she could break the curse, which implies that women being hunters was pretty normal. (Also, dont come at me with any kind of "oh, it doesnt specify the gender of the person who needs to break the curse a guy couldve done it as well", sjm is too insufferably heteronormative to consider that)

So basically what Im saying is, from my perspective it very much seems like sjm put not only systemic misogyny but like, incredibly violent systemic misogyny to the point where women being brutalized is basically completely normal, in her fantasy series for the sake of making a man look good because hes a wittle sad :( about it sometimes which is honestly pretty funny to me

But it gets even funnier because it doesnt even seem like sexism is really a widespread thing ? Like, i have never seen anyone else directly address this but its all I can think about: in the Nightcourt, the misogyny and institutionalized violence against women is literally the worst it possibly can be with genital mutilation and everything and then in the rest of Prythian its just like, not there. There are plenty of women with political power, the queen of adriada comes to mind first, Im pretty sure I read something about a woman from the wintercourt who was in a similar position of power, its unclear to me what all these fuckin priestesses do because theres no focus on the religion at all much less the institution(s) behind that religion, but they have to have some kind of power if theyre anything like priests in our world (although tbh they seem more like nuns to me functionally just with a diffrent name), especially Ianthe who was like a high priestess and directly in charge of Feyre, who shouldve been the most powerful woman in the springcourt by virtue of being with the high lord, Amren and Mor seem to be well respected outside of the NightCourt, their only deity is the MOTHER. Sure, there arent any "official" High Ladies but if being a High Lord entails being chosen by the magic of the land or The Cauldron or The Mother or whatever other kind of magic bullshit and women just dont get to have it for some reason, is that really indicative of the broader culture being sexist, or is that just God, Who Canonically Exists being sexist? Idk about you, but Im leaning towards the latter option

Thats not even mentioning the mortal lands which seem to be ruled by queens exclusively at the time of the story taking place, or Hybern which had Amarantha and I think her sister as well be these high-ranking generals and it wasnt presented as anything unusual. Like, are you telling me that the kingdom whose only value is "we love slavery, we would like to have slavery back" is more progressive than the court of fuckin Feminist King Rhysand?? I Am Going To Turn Into The Joker

Anyway, I think thats all I have to say, please correct me if I got any of this information wrong I cannot stress enough that I have not read these books and dont plan on reading them anytime soon, atleast not in english because reading the term mate a 1000 times sounds like too much for me to bear, atleast in german theyll probably use a term like "Gefährte/in" which doesnt make me think of actual animals

[mugentakeda]

its like I desperately DO want to explore Iroh maybe emotionally manipulating Zuko his very manipulatable nephew. NOT because I hate Iroh and think his actions in the show are all 100% manipulation but because I love him and how shitty he is. He's like shitty on accident and it's great.

"Whoops accidentally isolated my nephew whoopsies accidentally formed codependency with him. Oh well time to play scrabble" its so slay

THERES THIS UNFINISHED FIC I READ ON AO3 THAT GOES SUPER INTO THIS ACTUALLY i loved it so much it had such a heavy hand in changing how i view iroh (because when i was a wee middle schooler and first watched atla i too viewed uncle iroh as a do-no-wronger). at least the emotionally manipulating part. heres the link if you wanna read it :) now under the cut im about to spazz a bit on the topic of iroh and zuko and im not gonna make anyone read this word vomit unless they really want to LMFAOOO

the way i see it book 1 iroh was still in the dregs of grief over lu ten and was also still dealing w The Order which i imagine had him on thin ice for a WHILE before he managed to score the grand lotus promotion.

i personally dont think iroh was THAT distantly caring of zuko like he was portrayed to be in the fic i linked above and on the contrary i think he was having a Horrible Time during zukos recovery from his burn. but he was still distant in the way that he didnt know zuko that well yet and it was mostly the guilt on top of projecting himself and his feelings about lu ten onto zuko (the first of what will become Many) and thinking along the lines of “how could any father do this to their son, it angers me because id give anything to have lu ten back”, but then once iroh comes to love ZUKO then its “how could ozai do this to zuko”

but despite all that theres still a seven layer salad of problems, miscommunication, misunderstandings, guilt, baggage, and projecting. iroh comes to love zuko fiercely by the end of book 1 after he snaps out of his apathy and is forcibly booted from the ship, therefore a fugitive and therefore harder for The Order to access. SO, he can finally focus on getting ozais venom out of zuko. sadly, as ive said before, iroh only managed to get some of the venom out of himself not even a full decade ago. And its worse, because irohs an older adult.

thats not just a childhood and teenage years of propaganda and crimes. its a whole lifetime. And hes on time limits. sozins comet is coming. his nephew is really good at catching up with the avatar. the order tells him that sentiment and guilt cant get in the way of their goals. its a nice idea to realign zukos ideals with The Orders so iroh has an heir if he decides to take over once they hopefully topple ozai, or if he doesnt want to rule at all so zuko can take over instead- but if ozais venom reaches too deep and zuko cant be helped, The Order will take the measures necessary to remove him from the equation.

between the stress of trying to get zuko aligned with being ok with the avatar toppling his dad and sister and entire nation in less than a year with whatever methods the avatar sees fit, only like a few gallons of his own fire nation bullshit problems being flushed out a few years ago with plenty to spare so hes Really not the best at trying to get his nephew see things iroh himself doesnt even fully see, not realizing that zuko isnt the kind of kid that does well with vague proverbs and prefers it straight forward (and with enough tact to phrase things in ways that wont make him flip out when he hears things hes not ready to hear yet but at the same time without sugar coating), iroh is obviously not gonna do a perfect job.

matter of fact, id go as far to say hes not gonna even do a good job. ill give him one chewed up star and say he did a halfway decent job. a lot of people credit him for getting zuko on the right path as if he was the one that did the heavy lifting, when really he got lucky that zuko managed to pull himself out from under a fucking MOUNTAIN of deeply embedded propaganda and violent physical and emotional abuse trauma in under a few months versus iroh whos still working on it after YEARS. and his doesnt even include the abuse trauma. zuko is strong as fuck and that is his strength and nobody else deserves to be credited for that. iroh gave him pointers and a nudge in the right direction, but didnt give zuko a map and also made him take the route that involved zuko crossing the bridge with an evil goblin that would only let him pass if he solved his riddles three.

but DESPITE ALL OF THAT! despite all of that never getting properly resolved and discussed and brushed over- partly because brykes stinky asses giving irohs character the 180 and making him all ~hoity toity righteous ive never done anything wrong despite my obvious hypocrisy thats so bad it smells~ in book 3, partly because parents like iroh who have 100 million things wrong with them along with being bad at communicating barely Ever get their head right enough to sit and talk these things out with their kids, iroh and zuko still love each other so, so fucking much.

its the little things and the implications that get me the most?? iroh basically collapsing onto zuko during the siege of the north when he leaves zhaos ship and burying his face in zukos chest. zuko telling iroh that for the last time hes NOT playing the tsungi horn. iroh pestering zuko into going back to the port to find a fucking tile for a game that iroh can just buy new of and zuko just growling and stomping off. iroh pumping his fist and grinning at zuko beating up zhao during their agni kai. their banter. his nonchalance at zukos bluntness and rudeness. iroh bothering zuko into going to bed to no avail. his snarky remark at zuko sitting in his room in the dark instead of going on a walk with him. iroh sucking up their argument from the night before over ozai and going with zuko to join azula despite his suspicions while glowering at all the soldiers like a huge snarly bear protecting their cub. like UGHHHH THE VOICES THE VOICES!!!!

its just not a realistic parent child relationship if there arent an equal amount of softness to ease through the complicated tangles.

its the apology plate of cut fruit after the shouting match. you hate it because its like why wont you just say sorry to my face with your words, but then you realize you wouldnt know how to respond in words yourself, so you just eat the shitty cut fruit and say youre sorry back by doing some equally lame act of service later that day just to make the ground fully even again and all is forgiven without even having to say it outloud and both of you are thinking we’ll definitely talk it out later. later wont ever come but the love wont leave anyway so who cares (you both care).

i literally love them SO much dude i dont have enough words they have so many issues we should feed them ibuprofen by the spoonful and put them in a blender

[quitealotofsodapop]

[Again its very sappy] Very good, very good, very good!

So, to keep everyone from getting cavities, let's move the stage:

A food court in a shopping mall - because I doubt those were a thing 500 years ago and Mac doesn't want to stay at home all day.

A place with actual food and plenty of people to, ahem, snack on - what more could this monkey want?

And with juicy new future food, well, it seems like a good day, especially this thing called a 'burger'-

"Ehem!"

The glamoured six ears twitch at that, and his head swivels to the source of the sound to see...some human woman? He's not too versed on modern days fashion, but the clothing does look nice, Mac supposes.

The women gave them a look of disgust and pointedly asked at the darker monkey, "Should you be eating that with your weight?"

SWK is ready to go on the defensive (relationship in shambles or not, no bitch will be allowed to run her mouth like that at his Moon! Especially when he's pregnant!), but Mac calmly stands up, keeping eye contact with the woman. Then he grabs the big juicy burger and starts eating it in big bites, ripping with his sharp teeth, while still keeping eye contact. Unflinching and steady.

Whatever bravado the woman had was diminishing faster than a whole orchard of heavenly peaches with SWK in the area.

With the final bite down, Macaque then very widely and very toothily smiled.

Ever seen a rhesus macaque's (the species SWK and Mac are based on) chompers?

Mac used Intimidate! Wild Karen fled for the hills.

SWK meanwhile is 1/3 impressed at Mac's self-control, 1/3 amused at the spectacle, and 1/3 In Full Simp Mode.

Oh my, even separated from the au; Macaque really would be taken aback by how much food is available in the modern world. Like??? China has an infamous history of famine, and I could see Macaque not having a fun time roughing it when FF Mountain was burned. But now theres so much food that there's overabundance??

Wukong and Tang are def the ones that drag him to a food court/hawker centre to try out new dishes. Pigsy grumbled ofc cus; "I would've cooked you some if you asked."

Macaque: "But we have food at home???" Wukong: "I mean yeah, noodles. But have you ever tried street food? Or cheese tea? Or- OH man! You don't even know that Peach chips exist!" Macaque: "I once ate flatbread a man cooked using his own helmet. I stayed away from big cities when I could." :\ Tang, eyes already glazed with hunger: "Brace yourself then."

Cue Macaque having a brief sensory overload of smells (everything smells so good), sight (lots of things to look at), and Sound (so loud). Tang and Wukong are able to ground him enough so he doesn't leap away like a startled cat - noise canceling headphones quickly become Macaque's favorite modern tech. They find themselves a quiet corner of the food court to sample the wares of the modern world.

Macaque is cautious to try anything at first, but immediately gets enthralled by a regular ol' juicy cheeseburger grilling on a skillet - think of the burger thay made in The Menu. Meat, bread, and cheese? One sniff and he is off. It's like Homer taking the first bite of the Ribwich.

The other two are surprised how much he gets into it since he seemed to glance over the more traditional chinese street food places. Macaque is too busy having a religous experience with the first burger to realise that dips, sauces and other stuff can be put on them. They all end up campling outside the nearest McDonDons (anime joke) or local burger joint so Macaque can focus on one type of food for his first culinary expedition.

The a group of women sitting a table over make a catty comment about Macaque "not needing the extra weight" + "what is it with demons eating like that?". Tang is uncomfy cus he isn't sure how Macaque reacts to public rudeness, whilst Wukong is seconds away from going into defensive hero mode. Macaque just finishes his burger, teeth bared, without breaking eye contact with the women making the comments. Rude onlookers are terrifed, Tang is giggling to himself, and Wukong is in full "I love my terrifying mate" mode.

It becomes a ritual of sorts for them to take Macaque out for a new food each week as a bonding experience/enrichment. He ends up enjoying most things he can get his hands on, especially if said thing was originally on Wukong's plate >:) - Wukong complains but is secretly very much adores seeing his mate's more playful side. Macaque also develops a weird craving for cheese tea later in pregnancy for some reason.

Pigsy still proudly holds the title for the best noodles Macaque has ever eaten though.

[moxielynx]

@whatudottu hihihihiiiii so ur ramblings about tetrax has me wanting to talk about tetrax cause i will take any opportunity to talk about him

d-23 tetrax is cool even if he didnt speak much in the episode, honestly d-23 ben deserved to be smacked around a little (/J /J that kid is like 13 😭), the twist that they were actually the good guys this whole time was great, especially since sixsix was also working with azmuth, which was a nice perspective

i like to imagine that d-23 tetrax is actually a total sweetheart and didnt actually like fighting ben since ben is just a dumb kid who doesnt know any better (even if he is a stubborn brat)

im pretty certain that petropia in the reboot is perfectly fine because for a while Vilgax wasnt. Vilgax, so he couldn't have hired Tetrax to steal whatever that crystal was from petropia then destroy it, so reboot tetrax is just what happens as a result of Tetrax not facing the consequences of his actions so now he's a MEANIE!!! but the dad instinct is still there judging from the way he interacts with Ben in "Mutiny for the Bounty"

as much as i prefer classic tetrax i really like that they went with a completely different approach with reboot tetrax, and like it makes sense too considering theres no way petropia would be destroyed in the reboot as well if vilgax couldnt do it (if petropia were to also get destroyed in the reboot then that would be so funny cause that basically means the planet is fucked no matter what 💀💀), its really cool to see that this might be what tetrax was like before working for vilgax and makes me really think about how different each version of tetrax is, and only makes me even more depressed that we never got prime tetrax in Omniverse, especially since there could've been so many moments where tetrax could've showed up

classic tetrax obviously isnt as cruel and uncaring as we see in the reboot or as he said when he was telling ben about his backstory because if he really didn't care as much but was like "okay this is fucked up i need to get my act together" then he wouldn't have looked so distraught watching his planet fall

i refuse to acknowledge the change in reaction in uaf tho cause it fucking SUCKED they cant just turn him into this stoic fucking guy after he literally shows up and shakes ben like a rattle, that and also they obviously didnt gaf about his backstory cause in the og backstory you can tell petropia's destruction was YEARS, probably decades ago cause he had those back spikes and even a different outfit but in the uaf version its just the same exact model THEY DONT CARE ABOUT TETRAX LIKE I DO!!!!!!

uaf tetrax made me so sad because i was already insane about the idea of dadtrax because of Secret of the Omnitrix, but when tetrax first showed up in uaf he picked up ben and for some reason my first thought was "omg is he going in for a hug" only to have that ripped away from me when he just straight up starts shaking ben around like a ragdoll 😭like imagine you dont see a guy for like 6 years, last time you saw him he helped you save the world/galaxy, and the first thing he does is fucking shatter you for no reason (or at least appears to be no reason), and all you get from it is a "sorry but i had no time to explain", like thats crazy, the REAL tetrax would never harm ben that is his SON !!!!!!!! and then after the single episode we had of tetrax and even petropia we just. never see him or the planet ever again. like we could've had so much world building for petropia and they decided to just throw it out like it was nothing

tetrax is genuinely such a cool character and its horrible how underutilized he is in every show, like yeah he was in 2 (technically 3 counting the reboot) movies but that doesnt really make up for how little we really saw him, especially since like i mentioned earlier prime tetrax wasnt even in OV which is probably the biggest missed opportunity in history, and the strangest part about it is that we got plenty of episodes exploring different planets and even a whole other system (galactic monsters special) so it was literally the perfect opportunity to write an episode about petropia and how its holding up

also never apologize 2 me about rambles, especially rambles about tetrax, i fucking LOVE reading people's silly little thoughts on things they like :3

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Someone Experienced (Female Reader) (NSFW)

I think we all knew this was coming. I wrote the last part and couldn't get the dirty smut out of my head. Since this is smut MINORS DNI. Theres plenty of fluff on my page to look at. Thanks!

Cypher x Reader smut

Warnings: 18+, age gap, sexual content, p in v, fingering, consent, unprotected sex, overstimulation

STRONGLY SUGGEST YOU READ PART ONE HERE!!

Words: 2,111

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"Ah I see. Well then, let's cut to the chase then hm?" He pulled up his mask slightly just to his nose. His flirtatious smile graced his lips as he grabbed you and pulled you into him. He smashed his lips onto yours, his tongue finding its way around your mouth. He was hungry, craving more of you. He wanted to go farther, and fuck you harder. You break the kiss mostly for air, a string of saliva connected the two of you. He smiles again before picking you up. You instinctively wrap your legs around him, he chuckles a bit before setting you down on your bed, your head resting on a pillow. He climbed on the bed and placed himself at your feet.

He kneeled over you, taking you all in. Since, the last time you did anything together was in the dark, he wanted to know what you truly looked like. A gentle smile graced his lips as he took off his hat and placed it on your head. You sat there a bit confused, mostly hot and bothered. You knew you had a dark blush on your cheeks.

"Wha. Why the hat?" You have to ask. You feel it moving around a lot since it is way too big for you. He gives you a dry chuckle, making his devilish smile appear again. He lowers himself to your groin, now looking directly into your eyes from across your body.

"To cover your face, if you get embarrassed." He winks as his hands make their way to your thighs and pry them open. Your face gets hotter and your head drops as his hands wander around your legs, taking in every inch. He starts slowly massaging your thighs, you let out a small satisfied moan as he gradually makes his way up to your clothed pussy. An arm flys to your mouth to stop any loud moans. He laughs at this before grabbing the waistband of your pants and slowly pulling them down.

"The rooms are sound proof my dear. Lots of agents scream in frustration and no one wants to hear that." He says as he skillfully takes off your pants, leaving you in your underwear. He taps your thigh saying 'Look at me for a moment'. You lift your head from your rested position and look at his eyes. He has a small smile, but eyes that had some concern laced within them. You knew what he was asking and nodded your head rapidly to say 'Yes, go ahead'. You lay your head back down as you feel his fingers prod at your clothed pussy.

"My my. Already wet for me it seems. Were you thinking of me before I got here?" His gravely voice almost groans out. You nod your head, whimpering at his touches. He lifts himself up to meet your lips in another hungry kiss. His tongue meeting with yours as he invades your mouth. His hands go to work as they slip under your underwear and prod your entrance. You moan a little in his mouth, both of your arms make their way to his neck. One of his hands finds its way to one of yours and holds it. He disconnects from you, moving your hair out of the way to attack your neck. He smiles against it finding your sweet spot still bruised from last time.

His hands leave you for a moment to take his gloves off. Once off, they immediately go back to their previous positions. One hand holding yours while the other entering you. You let out a satisfied moan as he slowly pumps his fingers in and out of you. You bite your lip as you feel his kisses going all down your neck, slowly making their way down your body. When he hits your collar bone, his hand leaves yours again to take off your shirt. Once the garment is out of the way, his hand flys to your breasts. He stops kissing you for a moment and looks up at you with a cheeky smile.

"No bra huh little one? That's a bit dirty don't cha think?" He teases. His fingers increasing their pace in your cunt. You hold back a moan as his hand gropes your breast while his mouth connects to the other one.

"I-I-It was off because ah. B-Because I was g-going to sleep." You attempt to say. He detaches his lips off your sensitive bud and gives you another look, one you couldn't read. He gives a small chuckle with an even smaller 'Fair' coming out of his mouth.

He goes back to work pleasuring you in every way he can. His fingers increasing speed as he kisses down your body more until he is down where your cunt is. He smiles as he pulls off your panties, revealing your pretty pussy. He licks his lips in anticipation as he disconnects his fingers from you and replaces it with his mouth. He lets out a groan in satisfaction.

"You taste good my dear." He says before diving back in. You let out a pornigraphic moan. He smiles against your cunt as he laps up all of your juices. One arm rests against your hips, keeping them secure, while the other plays with your clit. He then switches positions, his fingers now deep inside you while his mouth sucks on your sensitive clit. Your moans get louder as you grope your breasts in pleasure, feeling the knot in your stomach almost coming undone.

"C-Cypher. Ahh~ fuck. I'm g-gonna!" You stop as you cum right onto his fingers. His tongue quickly replaces his fingers, drinking your cum as if it was the last drink he will ever have. You pant as his hands wander back up your body. His lips meeting yours again. You taste yourself on his tongue and kiss him eagerly. He pulls away letting his hands go to your stomach and resting there.

"You did so good little one." He smiles as you give him a small smile back. Your eyes wander down his body now, noticing the tent in his pants. You climb on top of him and let your hands wander until they reach the zipper of his pants. You looked up at him with patience. He gives you a caring smile and kisses your lips passionately as he unzips his fly and pushes his cock through the small opening. You break the kiss to look down at his length. Your eyes widen slightly, it was bigger than anything you've ever taken before. Cypher noticed your hesitation and cupped your cheek, making you look back at him.

"Don't worry, we will go slow." He affirms your worries and kisses your nose again. You give him a smile before moving your hips to his. You slightly grind on his cock, getting your juices on him as lube. He lets out a small groan, his hands meeting up with your hips to assist in rolling them against him. His hat on your head falls down your face slightly as you look down at him, your hands grab his cock and places it upright. You lift your hips and slowly sink onto him. He lets out a gravely moan as you take in all of him in one go. You bite your lip, the pain not yet subsided. You lay down on his chest as he takes off his hat from your head and begins stroking your hair. He then kisses the top of your head, your eyes now meeting his.

"Take your time my dear." He lets out a breathy groan. You lay there for a bit until the pain fully subsides. You test the waters by rolling your hips, which caught Cypher off guard. He groaned as his hands met with your hips keeping them steady.

"Fuckk (Y/N). Warn me next time." He hisses out. "You're too tight to do that to me unexpectedly." His eyes close as you lift yourself up from him. You nod as you plant both of your hands on either side of him. You smile sadistically before moving your hips up then slamming them back down. This causes Cypher to groan louder, he gives you a scowling look as you give him a satisfied one.

"What's wrong Cypher? I thought you were more experienced than this." You tease him as you roll your hips again. Feeling him inside you, you let out a breath. His eyes squint at you with a smirk. You knew you fucked up. Your teasing smile drops as his hands make their way to your ass and lift you up. He smiles as he thrusts into you at an unforgiving pace. You moan as he grunts in pleasure, feeling your tight walls milk him.

"So-so fucking good." You utter out as he chuckles and goes faster. The sounds coming from you two were absolutely filthy. The squelching of your pussy taking in all of his cock. Your moans filling up most of the room. Cypher's groans as he pounds into you. He sits up and hugs your torso, planting his mouth on your breast again as he continues to thrust into you.

"You like how this cock filling you up (Y/N)? Do you like how an older man fucks you better than anyone else could?" He asks sadistically knowing you won't be able to answer due to the pleasure you are receiving. He gives you a sly smile as he takes his rock hard length out of you, causing you to whine from loss of contact. He switches your position so your head is down on a pillow with your ass up while he is kneeling behind you. His hands spread your ass open as he takes in the beautiful view. He slots his cock into you again, going back to the quick pace he had before. You moan desperately as you feel the knot in your stomach becoming undone for the second time. Cypher could feel your walls clench around him making him groan and go deeper into your pussy.

"Cum for me little one. Cum all over my cock." His rough voice rang inside your head as you let yourself go on him. However, his thrusts did not let up until he was finished with you. The over stimulation caused tears to prick in your eyes as he continued to thrust into you.

"Good girl, I'm a-almost-" He didn't finish his sentence. He swiftly pulled out of you and came onto your back. He groans as he his high dissipates.

You let your body collapse as you feel the dip in the bed disappear and hear running water. The bed dips again, you look back to see Cypher with a warm towel in his hand. He gives you a genuine smile as he cleans up your back, getting rid of any evidence that he was here. He throws the cum soaked rag into the hamper and lays next to you. He grabs a bottle of water from beside your bed. You shakily lift yourself up, one of his arms immediately helping you sit up so you can drink water. The cold water felt like honey on your lips as you gulp it down. You place the water back onto the side of your bed as you curl up next to Cypher. One hand envelops both of your hands while the other plays with your hair.

You rest your head on his shoulder, still catching your breath. He rests his head on top of yours. He kisses the top of your head tenderly as you slowly drift to sleep.

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You wake up the next morning. You look around the room groggily trying to find the man who rearranged your guts last night. You sit up and notice a blanket slip down your naked body. You look around, but theres no sign of him. You let your head hit the pillow in frustration, this seems awfully similar to how guys would treat you back home. You turned your head to the side and see a note on the pillow. You wonder how you didn't see it before. You carefully pluck it from its position and read it.

Little one,

Thank you for last night. I have many meetings to attend to today so I had to leave before you woke up. I'll see you tonight ;).

-Cypher

Your heart soared at the note. You giggled to yourself as you lay your head back down onto your pillow, a smile gracing your lips.

"See you tonight." You whisper to yourself as you envelope yourself more into your warm sheets.

[ace-of-gay]

Its okay to be small

Doctor strange x little reader

1,158 words

Edited to the best of my ability

Warnings: age regression, little one feeling anxiety, little names like pumpkin, cartoons and stuffies

Pronouns: none

weight mentioned: none

No skin color or hair type mentioned

You are responsible for your own media consumption especially when theres warnings, dont like it? Dont read it, age regression is a therapist reccomend coping mechanism if you have an issue with it than ignore it.

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With abilities similar to his and Wanda’s but not physically the same you found it better to stay in a building that was safe for your well being where you could openly use your abilities at free will without any repercussion.

Originally you and strange were just close friends but after several years of living with one another his hear found something more in you now that he had freed his mind of Christine, of course he was happy for her but it was finally his time to feel happy with someone.

He felt so much more himself when he finally got the courage to ask you out, since than everything has felt perfect… well mostly perfect.

You desperately wanted him to know about your coping mechanism but past relationships had ended specifically because of it, thankfully he was a very respectful and understanding person so when it came to your personal room he never entered knowing there want anything important in there for him to know about, he just assumed it was a quiet space or a hobby room, if he really wanted to know he would just ask.

That is until today.

He had left for a four day mission, its only been two so as it was you still have two days where you can openly regress around the sanctum with no question, as Wong was on a little mission of his own.

While the fox and the hound play on your tv to fill the silence, you sit on the floor with your collections of build a bears and other stuffie’s akin and all the bear clothing you’ve collected sprawled out on the floor, dressing and undressing them making each one look perfect, paring them up with one another making buddies, friends and significant others, you were originally just gonna play dress up with them but that got put to the side when you imagined them at an avengers like party, lucky you have avengers outfits for your bears so its perfect, taking your favorite teddy’s you make them look like captain America, iron man, black widow, and a few of the others, not having all of the costumes but that’s okay.

You pick the meanest looking teddy, you have him walking around in the collection of all the others when he gets big and mean, you imagine him yelling and than in comes all the avengers quickly getting everyone to safety, the bad bear is trying to hold his side but the avengers taking him down easily.

After that the game was basically done so you pick up two of your favorite stuffies who are always paired together making them fly around the room, the room being fairly large you had plenty of space to walk around as if you’re chasing them.

You had no idea strange was home early, he had called out for you several times, walking around the main rooms looking for you, when he finally heard your giggles and trills and the soft murmur of a movie in the background.

You making sound effects, you were so lost in your world and it intrigued him, he had knocked three different times and you apparently hadn’t heard it so he opened the door just enough to check in on you, what he saw didn’t entirely surprise him, he knew you had trauma from several places in your life especially abandonment so it made sense that being here alone would need coping mechanisms. He knows exactly what age regression is, a smile big on his face and his heart swelling with love as you walk around your room following your stuffies as you make them fly, with a flick of his hand their movements were now in his control.

Flying them wildly around the room causing you to chase them around the room trying to get them back.

Surely your stuffies had grown minds of their own and were actually playing with you, that was what you thought until your foot caught the edge of the rug and sent you falling forward, pulling your arms to your chest and your eyes clenching shut, this is why you don’t want to be an avenger, you freeze, when you’re in danger your mind blanks and expects the fall. Why haven’t you fallen you question, opening your eyes you see an orange glow surrounding your.

Looking over to the door in a panic your body rushes cold, this cant happen, he cant see you like this.

He uses his magic to carefully set you down on the center of the rug as he steps further into the room.

He sees the panic in your eyes and the silent tears running down your cheeks, you’re curling in on yourself, he picks up one of the two stuffies from the floor bringing it to you, you scooting back, your mind clouded with everything that has happened in the past when people found out about your regression, his demeanor meant nothing in the face of admitting what you’re doing.

“I’m sorry” you mutter, he bends down to you, sitting on his haunches, going to place one hand under your chin, your eyes clenching shut until you feel the gentlest touch, the slightest tremor lifting your look, “my love, its okay, there is no need to hide or fear from me”

He moves to put the stuffy in your lap, taking both hands to wipe away your tears, moving to sit down on the floor, pulling you into his lap, holding you close, hushing your whimpers, slowly but surely soothing you back to a calm sense.

Looking up at him once again, feeling slightly bigger than before but still small, “how d’you know bout it?”.

“Pumpkin, you’re not the first little I’ve met, its very common for people in constant high stress and trauma to cope by regressing, its especially common with mental illness and chronic pain”.

“S’that why you so nice right now?”

Chuckling to himself shaking his head, “my love, that may be one of many reasons but its not the big one, the big one is because I love you, there is nothing of you that would upset or bother me, if being small is what helps than I support you ten fold”

A smile slowly casting Its way across your cheeks, turning into him, wrapping your arms tightly around him, it was finally okay to be you, you can finally feel completely and utterly yourself.

“Thank you” you whisper. “There is no need to thank me my love. Can you tell me how old you are?”

Shaking your head than letting it rest upon his shoulder “dunno how old, m’ jus small but not tiny right now”.

Nodding while rubbing your back, “that’s okay well figure it all out together”.

The rest of your day was filled with plenty of cuddles, cartoons and nap together.

This felt entirely like a new possibility of happiness.

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Thank you so much @hera4venenosa for letting me write this for you! <3

And thank you @shiny-purple-pizza-eater for helping me make decisions on where they live and what theyre doing <3