#ziele ask

[zielemeczennicy]

What do you need freedom for?

Translated song lyrics here:

so the idea i came up with to mix the prompts in an as cohesive as possible way, is that Wikilius, thanks to being a historian/record keeper/whatever that he is, after a few years is left as one of the humans possesing big amounts of information so he decides to use it to gain advantage over others ?

Wikilius? A tyrant? Well, apparently?!

i dk i tried okay sob </3 i hope its good enough xd

[theradicalscrivener]

I thought about a funny place: a magical glory hole.

Basically, any guy who gets their cock sucked, also gets their cock to grow. And any guy who sucks cock, gets their cock to shrink. For, inside that specific glory hole, anytime time there is a blowjob, a magical size transfer happens.

Now, in theory, you could one day suck cock, and get a tiny cock. And the next day, get your cock sucked, and grow it as much as you want.

I really like the idea, because it does give room to both simple scenarios, as well as longer stories. And is hot as hell too. So I wanted to share it with you, just in case you liked it.

That would be a fun scenario. Some dudes go on their way happy with the results. Some like swapping sizes. they want to be big one day, small the next. There's a lot of potential for shenanigans with this. Like, imagine a dude who doesn't fully realize what's going on. He's young, and inexperienced and doesn't know the legend behind the glory hole. He is just shy and skittish and wants to get his dick wet.

He goes to the glory hole, and figures that this is a relatively safe way to get his first experience. He sticks his modest dick in, and loves every second of getting sucked off. Once the other dude finishes, he cleans up with some toilet paper, flushes it, pulls his pants up, and staggers out of the restroom in a post-coital haze. He's so rocked by the afterglow he doesn't even take notice that his bulge feels bigger.

His dick seems noticeably bigger, but he doesn't realize why. He just thinks he's in a perpetual state of semi-boned excitement as he thinks back to how great getting sucked off was. He can't wait to go back.

He eventually makes his way back to the club and tries it again. It feels even better this time. Last time the dude on the other side just seemed to take his whole rod into their mouth, but this time, the other dude seems to have trouble deep throating it. By the end of it, the other guy is focusing on working just the tip of his fat cock.

The dude eventually finishes up, and once again cleans up and quickly scurries away.

As the week goes on, the dude realizes that his dick is bigger for sure. This can't just be a perpetual semi. His cock is now officially huge. He doesn't get it. Did his puberty not fully finish? Is this a secondary growth spurt? It's hard to say but his dick more than doubled in the span of a few weeks.

He still doesn't understand it, but he's hooked and needs more action. Every week he goes back it feels better. It's like as his cock grows, so too does the experience.

Finally, after a few weeks, he manages to make it back to the club. He once more sneaks towards the stalls in the back, but to his surprise, the stall he normally takes is occupied. He knocks on the door, and eventually the other guy steps out. He has never seen this guy before, but then again, he's never really looked at the other people in the club. He just gets in, gets sucked off, and gets out. This guy has a strange aura to him that makes the guy uncertain. There's something smug about him. If he had to put a term to it, it would be 'cocksure'. The new guy realizes why the dude showed up, and makes a friendly wager. Whip it out. Whoever is bigger gets to get their cock sucked.

The dude's mind is racing. He's never sucked off someone else before. It doesn't sound like that bad of an idea though. As he ponders it, his dick starts to stiffen in his pants. It could be fun to suck another dude off, and this guy does seem pretty hot...

The rules are spelled out. The stage is set. The guy from the stall smugly drops trou and showcases his huge, thick, rigid footlong. The dude is in awe of it, but as he's staring at the guy's massive cock, he slowly, almost as if in a trance, pushes down the waistband of his own pants. Soon, his own massive hog spills into view. The dude's beast is impossibly large. Over a foot. A literal third leg. The guy from the stall can do nothing but stare at it in awe and admit defeat.

The dude isn't sure why, but something about the guy's reaction strikes him as odd. The new guy seems both fascinated and crestfallen, but with the wager officially ruled in his favor, the dude goes to the first stall and prepares for his reward.

The dude slips into the familiar stall. He waits patiently for someone to show up on the other side, and when they finally do, he whips out his rigid cock and presses it against the hole...

but it's no good. His huge, thick cock is too fat to fit. The best he can do is mash his cockhead against the hole. The puffy flesh of his swollen, super-sized glans presses against the hole giving the glory hole the appearance of a warm, shuddering fleshlight to the occupant of the other stall.

Is this a bust? Is he too big to use the gloryhole? But even as he ponders this, he feels the other guy's lips lock with his massive, pre-drooling slit. The dude's body shudders with excitement as he feels the guy's lips and tongue play with the tip of his massive cock.

It doesn't take him long. He's still new to the whole gay scene and his nerves have given him a bit of a hair trigger. This, coupled with the fact that he had been fantasizing about this all week left him barely able to resist the other dude's mouth teasing his massive cockhead.

The dude blows massive ropes through the hole. He has to hold his massive, shuddering rod with both hands to keep it from pulling free. As he keeps his tip pressed against the glory hole, he is only vaguely aware that he is slowly sliding backwards. Soon his back is pressed against the opposite partition. The entire space between the two walls of his stall is filled with cock and balls. He can hear the partition behind him creaking and cracking from the weight of his body being pressed against it. It was a miracle that it held out, but soon, the dude finishes.

He goes to clean up as he had done in the past, but there's so much cum. It's still dripping from his massive cockhead. The head of his cock is now every bit as large as his own noggin. His balls now hang past his knees. The shaft is thicker than his neck.

He looks down and notices a slow-moving tide of spooge oozing in from under the partition from the neighboring stall. He steps out of the stall and peers around the corner to check on the other guy. He stares in awe at the other guy who is now completely coated in cum, but even through the thick layer of spunk, the dude can see it - a tiny little nubbin of a cock between the guy's legs.

Finally, after all these weeks, the dude starts to understand the nature of the stalls, and as the realization dawns on him, his massive cock stirs to life once more. It's already so hard to fit his cock in the stall, but... maybe if he's careful, he could come back for more.

[dazaiaiko]

Hello! Hope you are having a good day/night. So sorry to bother you, could you write about Fyodor and Dazai (separately) meeting and dating S/O who is a young mom? Sorry if it’s weird and sorry if it makes you uncomfy.

its been a long time since I've written (college is a bitch) but i actually watched a movie about a single mom a week back so i might be doing something with this.

Note: I have yet to post Fyodor's part as it is a work in progress and I have named our S/O as her name is part of the story I have written, apart from this, everything is pretty similar to your request. Hope you enjoyed it<33

Characters : Dazai x fem!reader (young mom), tags : suicide, depression and death mentioned frequently

The recent talk of the neighbourhood circled around - a woman living alone with her toddler in a rundown apartment.

"who knows who the father of that child is...!"

Our subject of this rumour had applied to the quiet yet popular cafe Uzumaki.

Quite obviously in her early 20's, she sat in a corner of the cafe as the old couple took her interview. The afternoon was a quiet one, with two customers quietly sipping away their coffee in shared silence. The neighbourhood outside, quiet, as the streets basked in the afternoon sun. Summer was approaching..

She could make some miso soup for her daughter today and perhaps take her out for a evening walk. Breaking away from the daze, she returned her focus to the interview as she assessed her future employers.

The cafe owners were an old, childless couple. They had already made up their minds to take her in after the rumours travelling the streets reached their ears. However when catering to an organisation as special as the ADA, special measures were to be taken.

"So.... you know how to make coffee, bake goods, manage a register....have you learnt self defence perhaps?"

As she was about to answer, a hoarse voice spoke out behind her, from one of the tables, as a man in his 20's donning a brown coat spoke without moving his gaze from the open book in his hands,

"I believe the lady here has learnt how to wield a knife efficiently, Perhaps Judo when you were young, although I can tell you're out of practise." He looked up from his book to flash a bright smile as he made his way to their table.

"Dazai, Dazai Osamu. And You are..?"

"Hana Shinigami, nice to meet you. And yes you would be totally correct if not for the fact that I am in-fact not out of practise, just out of posture." She flashed a professional smile as she returned her attention to the old couple.

"Ah it seems I judged too fast. However! you bear quite an interesting name! 'Belladonna' pales in comparison!"

Hana - Kanji: 花 means withered flowers often associated with funeral/death

Shinigami - Kanji: 死神 means Goddess of death

"Should I be honoured? My parents were funeral directors so death is quite well imbued in a family like mine. Although, I wouldn't be wrong to think you are way too excited to be encountering someone associated with death, would I?" She giggled as the thought itself seemed ridiculous.

Having seen her parents being ridiculed their whole life for naming their daughter with such an ominous name, she couldn't help but laugh at the childlike amusement of the man she had just met.

"Death is to come to us all, so why fear it and to some the sweet release of death is what keeps them going."

"I see......oh! look at the time, I need to pick up my daughter now then, please excuse me."

"Surely yes, You can join work starting tomorrow and since the cafe is empty and quiet most of the time, you can even bring your daughter here. It would surely liven up the atmosphere."

She nodded at their requests while she said her farewell and went off to the distant as Dazai's gaze remained in her direction. It was the first time he had not called someone Belladonna. How could he when her mere name was a poetic mesh of words he longed for.

The next month passed in a flash as the cafe brightened up by their newest addition- Aoi Shinigami. Her laughter and giggles filled the cafe as she ran around in her little dress, falling and crashing into the legs of the customers.

ADA's recent activities had involved playing with the little star as she hid under tables and chairs, complained about her mother to them all while small jewel like drops fell from her eyes when she expressed her anger and sadness. Her crying would make these renowned individuals come running from their desks to attend to her needs.

Yosano and Kyouka dressed her up in cute outfits and took pictures of her (the pictures adorning their desks as we speak) , Atsushi dropped her off to her preschool and picked her up while Hana worked her shifts, Ranpo even shared his secret snack stash with her and spoke to the oblivious child about cases as she happily gobbled up the sweets (according to him, it helped him think better), Fukuzawa might have added her to his "new kitten" collection on his phone with countless pictures of her curled up taking a nap (a picture of her playing with the cats lying in his phone), Kunikida became her unpaid teacher as he taught her hiragana and katakana in his spare time (he even attended her PTMs) and the siblings became her unofficial babysitters.

How could they let her be when she looked at them with those round hazelnut eyes and dark hair, mumbling incoherent nonsense, whenever she stumbled upon a problem too big for her little hands to handle.

These days you could see the agency transmigrating their office downstairs to the cafe to keep an eye on their little angel sprightly playing around and talking about her friends from school, babbling and muttering about worldly issues and falling asleep in the most random places. Once they found her curled up under atsushi's desk with her head resting on his shoes. What a sight to behold.

Recently they even went to her annual sports event, clicking pictures, cheering for her (even more so than her own blood mother) and taking her for a treat when she did well in her little tests. Hana couldn't be more satisfied with her life. The Uzumaki owners had offered their downstairs floor to her after learning about her living condition, for a cheap rent of course.

Her daughter's days were filled with intellectual people who doted her unconditionally. Her life was simple, quiet and filled with laughter and summer this time seemed more warm than the past four summers.

Dazai too, adored the little star however his attention could be found more focused elsewhere. His eyes followed Hana everywhere with his mind always on the topic of their conversation. Their conversations were witty banters and philosophical debates on the way of life which was quite unusual but they quite enjoyed it over a cup of coffee.

Slowly but surely this unusual union of two people would start opening up to each other.

The evening Hana had opened up to him about her past, they were drinking on the rooftop while the rest were watching a show with her daughter downstairs. The show must have been funny as their laughter could be heard every other minute.

Feeling comforted in the cold night, with laughter and giggles drowning her words, she began her short yet tragic story, overcome with liquid courage,

"You know, I was infatuated, with a man 11 years older than me: Aoi's father.... I was immature and in love. A dangerous combination."

Taking a sip from her whiskey she continued, " He worked in the special armed forces. 'A reckless but fulfilling life', in his own words.

My entire pregnancy, I saw him 8 times, 8 times and then never again. Around that time during my third trimester, my parent's funeral house closed, as they went under debt... They jumped off a bridge with not so much as a final goodbye to their only pregnant daughter.

Not so much as an apology for what they were about to commit or even a second thought. Perhaps they thought if they embraced their death, they could embrace my namesake.

Not much later, came the news of his death, his body never came home. He was compromised abroad so the government refused to acknowledge him as their own.

This was the glorifying death he always talked about, dying in service to his people. Yet it would have been better if he had stayed. In the end he cared for the strangers on the street more than the mother of his child. It would have been better if he had just....stayed And the funniest part? The father of my child and my lover had forsaken all his money after his death to the mother he cut off years ago."

"It was never love, It was an arrangement of sorts, he really never cared."

"Yet here I am confessing my struggles to a man who is obsessed with the idea of imminent and painless death. I guess people's names really do determine their future."

No words were exchanged as the mere act of consoling her would be too harsh from someone who could completely resonate with the thoughts of her parents and lover in the moment of their deaths.

But he moved closer to her, still not uttering a word. Taking the glass of whiskey from her hand, he caressed her cheeks. The scarred bandaged hands moving across her face comforted her, it stopped the tears at the very least. Dazai didn't dare move, he glided his arms around her waist, pulling her slouching body from the chair in to his chest.

Then,

He kissed her. He sprinkled tender kisses on her closed eyes, her lips, her rosy cheeks, her cold hands, her shivering neck. He left no part untouched yet she didn't stop him. She reclined back into her chair with an arm around the man as she let it happen. The night passed in silence as Hana received not consolation but the physical presence and reassurance which she always had craved for,

not the sweet whispers of "eternal love", "being in their hearts" but their raw presence and Dazai offered it to her like a sweet drug she couldn't refuse.

She satisfied her addiction time and time again, The feeling was so sweet and intoxicating that it had become a vice and a blessing, yet she didn't think of it, she didn't let herself think of it when the moments passed.

Soon, he too started talking. He started talking about buried emotions, stories, friends and the distant past which kept lingering with an ominous shadow in his future, and his fears of the unknown for there was little unknown to him and she only listened with closed eyes and lips holding his hand in the deadly silence of the night.

This went on for over a year when their feelings, an entangled mess of emotions and desires as they refused to talk about it until the eventful day:

"Papa!" A noise called out from below as Dazai picked up the toddler.

"Whom are you calling, Aoi?", she pointed her little fingers towards him as she exclaimed gleefully, "Papa!" and ran off towards her mother working behind the counter in the wee hours of the morning.

Dazai, bewildered at the child's declaration, let out a uncontrolled laugh as glances were exchanged between him and the woman who plagued his every waking thoughts as one longing look was all they needed to label what they had, to build on what they had created and resume what had already begun.

THE END

Calling ☎: @nullified-kiss @jessbeinme15 @shinys-bsd-world-1 @nameless-shrimp @missrown @ravenina14 @ikin-y0u @staryjordan85 + navigation post

the rush i felt from writing this was immense. I'm sorry if my writing has become a bit dull from not writing for so long. Signing out- Byee

[jean-dieu]

5 & 10 for the amorous asks! -Yunessa

Gonna answer for the usual trio, Raphaël Lazare and Ziel!

5 - Do they enjoy reading romance novels or watching romantic dramas (or even romantic comedies)?

Raphaël : Not really... at first. That's clearly not the kind of book he'd naturally pick, preferring epic tales about legendary heroes when he was a lil kid and historical novel as an adult. HOWEVER... I can totally see Sosiel recommanding his favourite romance novels, because of course he has read a bunch of them. And of course Raphaël can't say no to him. Sosiel would pick some he knows might suit his partner's tastes to try to ease him into the genre, and hmmm maybe it might work ~

Lazare : If Lazare was born in 2000, he would spend a lot of time on booktok searching for the next shitty romance novel to read. Yes, he likes romance novel, and he often ugly cries at the end, happy ending or not.

Ziel : Only if it's tragic and everyone die at the end.

10- Has your OC ever experienced unrequited love? What is their relationship with that person now?

Raphaël: Hard to say as I'm not fixed on this. During my WOTR campaign, we joked that Raphaël took a vow of celibacy after being rejected by a random girl at 16 and Raphaël being terrible at coping with anything just went "I'll never love anyone again bye" and took his oath. More realistically, I think he may have had a crush or two during his teenage years, but he virtually had no idea how to flirt and just... Stared at a respectful distance and never mentionned his feelings by fear of being harshly rejected. So no unrequited love as he never got to confess. (But for the sake of it, with @spyridonya we spoke about an AU where he's in love with Kadira, doesn't confess, and she starts dating Daeran :)))) )

Lazare: Yes, a few times. Most importantly, he got through a breakup with his girlfriend of two years when he was 18. She was a sweet halfling girl named Lela of his hometown and she broke up with him because she was clearly more mature than him and ready to act like an adult when he was still acting like an overgrown child. They're in good term though. Lazare was very sad when they broke up but ultimately understood her position and got over it. Lela's now dating another man, and they're planning to get married soon, and Lazare's invited, and quite delighted for the both of them!

Ziel: Nope. Ziel is only 18 and didn't really care about love before now. He recently confessed his love for Ruby, a half-orc girl and his best friend, but they started dating and all is well hehe.

[strictpunishedhubby]

Eine Frau bekommt ihren Mann vollends im Griff, sodass er ihr akribisch gehorcht, sie ihm erfolgreich Disziplin, Ordnung, Fleiß, Respekt und vollkommene Untergebenheit beibringt, er ihr ständig ergeben zeigt, wie sehr er sie liebt, kurzum ihn zu ihrer Zufriedenheit erzieht, indem sie ihn

- ihn bei jedem unartigen Verhalten wie einen 4-Jährigen schon vor 19 Uhr ins Bett steckt.

- mit ihm spricht, ihn ermahnt und tadelt, in der Art und Weise, wie mit einem kleinen 5-jährigen, ungezogenen Jungen.

- ihn ausschließlich Wäsche anzieht, wie kleine 6-jährige Mädchen sie tragen.

- ihn zur Räson bringt, indem sie ihn wie einen kleinen, frechen Jungen von 7 Jahren mindestes für eine halbe Stunde vor seiner angekündigten Züchtigung mit nacktem Po in der Ecke stehen lässt. Nach erfolgreicher Durchführung mindestens eine weitere Stunde, damit er seine Missetat bereut und sich über die für ihn daraus ergebene resultierende schmerzhaften Folgen nachhaltig in sein Bewusstsein einprägen.

-seine Züchtigungen mit der notwendigen Strenge, Härte und Konsequenz durchführt wie es für einen erwachsener Mann angebracht ist. Das Ziel lautet, seine Bestrafung muss so streng ausfallen, dass er jedes Mal während und noch für längere Zeit nach seiner Züchtigung heftig weint und schreit und er die Schläge auch noch am nächsten Tag spürt. Wenn er sich nicht anschließend aus eigenem Antrieb wegen seinem schlechten Verhalten einsichtig bei ihr entschuldigt, seine Schandtat tief bereut, und demütig um Vergebung bittet, sollte sie erneut seinen nackten Po noch strenger bearbeiten.

- einen Gehorsamkeitsförderungstagtag in der Woche einführt an dem er mindestens 25 Schläge mit dem Rohrstock auf seinen nackten Po bekommt, auch wenn er die ganze Woche über artig war, natürlich mit vorheriger 15-minütiger Eckezeit, um in bei der Stange zu halten.

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A wife gets her husband completely under controlobeys her meticulously, she successfully teaches him discipline, order, diligence, respect and complete subordination, he constantly shows her how much he loves her, in short, she educates him to her satisfaction by

- whenever he behaves badly, he puts him to bed before 7 p.m. like a 4-year-old.

- speaks to him, admonishes him and scolds him, in the manner as with a little 5-year-old, naughty boy.

- only dresses him in underwear that little 6-year-old girls wear.

- bringing him to his senses by making him stand in the corner with his bare bottom like a naughty little boy of 7 for at least half an hour before his announced punishment. After successful execution, at least another hour so that he regrets his misdeed and the resulting painful consequences become permanently imprinted in his consciousness.

-carries out his punishments with the necessary severity, hardness and consistency as befits an adult man. The goal is that his punishment must be so severe that he cries and screams violently every time during and for a long time after his punishment and that he still feels the blows the next day. If he does not then, of his own accord, apologize to her for his bad behavior, deeply regret his shameful act, and humbly ask for forgiveness, she should again work on his bare bottom even more strictly.

- introduces a maintenance obedience training day per week on which he receives at least 25 strokes with the cane on his bare bottom, even if he has been well-behaved all week, of course followed by a 15-minute corner time to keep him in line.

[dvnyaaa]

You asked for anons babe here we go. Nimm 😀

Schick deine Freundinnen meine grüße

HAHHAAHHAA WARTE MAL DAS WAR NICHT MEIN ZIEL

@lvstharmony 🤣

[german-enthusiast]

hi I saw your post about how you enjoy reviewing and correcting text in German. I don't have any text I'd like checked right now, but I'm a German learner with a question I can't find the answer to (I tried to look it up online and couldn't find anything, so I suspect this is one of those things you have to ask someone native), and I was wondering if maybe you could help? no worries if not.

my question is, is there some sort of rule of thumb for when to use stellen vs setzen when it comes to non-physical things? I know the difference when talking about placing an object somewhere, but I'm thinking more about the many abstract things you would use the word "set" for in English. for example to set an alarm, to set a value when configuring something on a computer (eg. settings in a videogame), to set a deadline, etc. I always used setzen for everything but one time I used it to say "set an alarm" and a native speaker corrected me and used stellen. is there some sort of rule or is it a case by case basis where you just have to get a feel for it?

thanks, I hope you have a lovely day!

what a phenomenal and difficult question! only based on my intuituion and knowledge of German: I have no idea. But I checked out dwds.de (Dictionary) for more info on the two words and might have a few pointers on how to guess more accurately (because "just learn it with the word" is an annoying answer) stellen and setzen both have many definitions, but the relevant one for this usecase is number 7 (coincidentally for both!)

stellen (def. 7 on dwds.de)

"etw. in eine bestimmte Richtung bringen, dass es ordnungsgemäß, wunschgemäß arbeitet, funktioniert" (to put something in a direction so that it works/functions correctly/as desired)

examples: die Weichen/ein Signal stellen (to set a (railroad) switch/a signal); er stellte die Uhr (he set the clock), ich stelle den Wecker auf 6 Uhr früh (I set the alarm for 6am), den Zeiger stellen (to set the clock hand), ein elektrisches Gerät auf Null stellen (to set an electrical device to zero)

setzen (def. 7 on dwds.de)

"etw. bestimmen, festlegen, festsetzen" (to determine/define, to declare, to stipulate)

examples (shortened): sich [Dativ] ein Thema/Ziel/etw. als Aufgabe setzen (=vornehmen) (to set oneself sth as a topic/a goal/a task (=to indend to do sth)); einer Sache/jemandem eine Grenze setzen (=jmdn./etw. nicht so weitergehen lassen) (to set sb/sth a boundary (= to not let sb/sth continue in a certain way); sich [Dativ] etw. zur Regel setzen (to set oneself sth as a rule)

Now to try to extrapolate a guiding idea from that:

the one thing I notice is this: - in all examples of "setzen" the object is a physical thing (a railroad switch, a clock, the hand of a clock, a device) - in all examples of "stellen" the object is non-physical (a topic, a goal, a task, a boundary, a rule) I've been looking through corpora to see whether that holds up but I'm finding it impossible to say with a tendency to "probably not but who's to say": - the DWDS-Wortprofil for stellen/setzen/stellen-vs-setzen gives interesting lists of what other phrases are in sentences with the two, but it's (afaik) not possible to filter out certain phrases, which makes it difficult to apply to this question - in the DWDS-Gegenwartskorpora it IS possible to filter (link to "stellen" without prepositions), and I've successfully filtered out occurences of setzen/stellen with a preposition, yet the results I'm left with include an overwhelming amount of examples that are not def. 7 (which is the only one that we care about) the one example of def. 7 I've come across is "eine Frage stellen" is HIGHLY frequent is German but, as you might have already noticed, does not follow the stellen+physical idea :/ In the end, I don't have a good answer. You can try out the physical/non-physical rule of thumb but I can guarantee nothing. I also looked at corpora for inspiration on what nouns to check (besides "Wecker" and the ones in the dwds-examples), yet beyond what is covered in the previous examples, mostly found a lot of words we wouldn't use either for (to set an example - ein Vorbild sein / ein Beispiel geben; set a date - einen Termin festlegen; etc.) to at least cover the examples in your question: to set an alarm - einen Wecker stellen to set a value (in settings) - einen Wert einstellen to set a deadline - eine Deadline/Frist (fest)setzen/festlegen I'm sorry for the unsatisfying answer, but I'm grateful for the question, at the very least for getting me more aquainted with using the dwds-Korpus and dwds-Wortprofil and making me look up how to do certain things there - I've learned a lot writing this! Above, I've linked to both tools with the words of this question, in case you or sb. else want to check them out!

[astaldis]

Andrzej Sapkowski: "Personally, I like the Netflix series a lot"

Minute 8:13-8:17 ("persönlich da habe ich die Netflix Serie sehr gern")

He also says something about the Slavic influence: "When you say that in the Geralt Saga many things and matters are inspired by Slavic mythology, that's true, but not only, not only." (He really emphasises this!) ("Wenn Sie sagen, dass in Geralt Saga viele Sachen und Angelegenheiten inspiriert von Slawischer Mythologie inspiriert sind, das stimmt, aber nicht nur, nicht nur. Also keine Mythologie ist für mich schlecht zu bearbeiten.") (3:12-3:30)

When he is asked if he was influenced by Tolkien, he says yes, that he is a specialist at fantasy and has read everything and that his goal was to avoid all the cliche/sterotypes that you find in fantasy and to find his own way. ("Mein Ziel war, alle Klischees die im Fantasy sind, zu vermeiden, also finden meinen eigenen Weg." (6:39-6:55)

So, all in all, Netflix not just copying the exclusively white elves from Tolkien's world seems to be compliant with the author of the Witcher books's ideas. Maybe there could have been more Slavic elements, but that the Witcher is pretty much exclusively inspired by Slavic mythology like some people claim on social media is not true, according to the author (he especially mentions the Brothers Grimm as influences, for example). And that every fan of the books must automatically hate the show is definitely bullshit, if even the author himself likes it.

Take that, haters 😉

[zielnxz]

"I never asked for this life okay!? Maybe I didn't want to be a defect!! MAYBE I DIDN'T WANT LUVIEL TO BE BORN!!!"

A plate of freshly baked cookies fell to the floor, a loud crash as porcelain shattered at the feet of none other than Luviel. His hands trembled as he stared with an expression that was completely alien to his face- shock, horror, pain and betrayal. How could he say that? How could he be so cruel to say something so....so horrible and heartless? Tears pricked at his eyes as he stared in utter shock and disbelief at his own father. Pain unlike Luviel had ever felt before shook his entire frame, head to toe. His mouth went dry as he struggled to open his mouth to say something-- anything. When Luviel finally was able to speak, his voice broken and quiet as he showed an extremely rare vulnerability to his fathers left his mouth.

"W...what did you say...?"

Ziel's face froze in horror as he processed his own words. Neuvillette had never looked at him with such horror and coldness at the same time-- utter disappointment and silent fury radiating off of the Iudex. Ziel's eyes watered in return. He didn't mean to say that. He hadn't meant to say such harmful words, but the damage was already done. Luviel turned around without another word and left the room as swiftly as he entered. Ziel reached a trembling hand out towards where Luviel had disappeared from, tears streaming down his face.

"I didn't mean to...I......I just..."

Neuvillette's cold tone suddenly cut him off.

"You do not get to talk to our son like that. Your attitude and words are unforgivable, and I will be exiling you from Fontaine."

His eyes narrowed harshly, pin pricks of his eyes staring directly into Ziel's single eye as Ziel looked broken and shattered, Neuvillette's eyes looked cold, unforgiving, and full of rage.

"N-Neuvillette, I--I didn't mean to say that I...I didn't..."

"But you still said it anyway."

He interrupted as he turned to leave the room without looking back, voice dripping with venom. Ziel collapsed to his knees as his shoulders drooped and his face now held a very dark shadow over his eye.

"I expect you to pack your belongings immediately, Ziel. Do not return to Fontaine ever again."

As he walked out, he paused.

"If I ever find you trying to come back...I will see it myself that you will never see the light of day again."

And with those last words, Neuvillette walked out of the room with a completely heart broken and shattered Ziel quietly crying on the ground.

IDFK I JUST WANTED TO MAKE AN ANGSTY PICTURE OF LUVIEL WHERE HE SHOWS EMOTION FOR ONCE BUT ITS OF PURE AND UTTER BETRAYAL LMAO

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Das gleiche gilt ofc für Paco: Sooo, mal ganz abgesehen von dem ✨Drama✨, liefert das Bild vom Driver‘s Dinner natürlich exzellenten Stoff für die nächste ��ask“-Frage. Alle unsere Kiddos sind dabei (oder etwa nicht?), alle posten das Gruppenfoto… welche Caption würde dein Fahrer darunter setzen?

Und Zusatzfrage: Neben wem würde er sitzen? Neben wem vielleicht demonstrativ gar nicht?

Ach Paco, Paco, Paco. Eigentlich ist er ja als Sonnenschein gedacht aber mir fällt mehr zu Leuten ein, neben denen er auf gar keinen Fall sitzen will. Ups. 😂 Das Positive zuerst: Bestie-Bine muss an seine Seite! Und weil er Bock auf ne Abschlussfeier hat, ist er auch ganz sicher pünktlich genug, um das sicherzustellen. Vielleicht kommen sie ja auch schon gemeinsam an. Ich seh ihn auch ein bisschen an einem Tischende sitzen, von wo aus man alle neugierig im Blick hat (und halt übers Eck bestens mit Bine die Köpfe zusammenstecken und tuscheln kann). Außerdem würde ihn das am Ende in ne gute Position bringen, um das Handy fürs Gruppenselfie zu halten und das wäre selbstverständlich seine erste Bürgerpflicht! Team-Buddy Akila in der Nähe wäre ihm natürlich recht, aber irgendwie scheint sich in den Antworten jeder um Akila zu streiten, das könnte also gar nicht so einfach werden. Vielleicht landet auch Felix auf seiner anderen Seite und bereut alles und sein Leben, weil ihm den halben Abend lang ein Ohr abgequatscht wird und er Bine bitte davon überzeugen soll, dass Padel kein Vergleich zu Tennis ist. Ich persönlich fände auch James Coleman ganz spannend, weil man halt gefühlt noch gar nichts über ihn weiß und Mr. Mysterious neben Mr. Open Book wäre ne gute Kombi. Vielleicht lernen sie sich dann am Ende des Tages sogar einigermaßen gut kennen.

Will Paco neben seinem Bruder sitzen? Nie im Leben! Aber maximal weit entfernt will er auch nicht, das könnte man ihm ja als Feigheit auslegen. 🙄 Er soll schon in direkter Sichtweite sitzen und mitbekommen, wie Paco ihn keines Blickes würdigt! (Noch ein Vorteil davon, wenn Paco überpünktlich da wäre und früh nen Platz belegt, die Wahl liegt bei Ernest. Dann zeig mal her, wie nah du dich traust, alter Mann! 😂 [Wobei der garantiert nicht halb so viel Gewese um die Platzwahl machen würde, wie Paco lol.])

In wessen Nähe er aber safe nicht sitzen will, das ist spätestens nach @openyourricce Antwort (und unseren bisherigen Erkenntnissen hehe 😉) eindeutig Luca. Gar kein bock auf den snobby Spaßverderber, der sich für was Besseres hält und es nicht nötig hat aus freien Stücken zu kommen. Weißte, andere reißen sich ihr Leben lang den Arsch auf und ackern auf dieses Ziel zu, irgendwann nach Blut, Schweiß und Tränen in der Formel 1 fahren zu können. Ziehen ans andere Ende der Welt, in nem Alter, in dem man noch Zuhause wohnen sollte, ordnen alles dem einen Traum unter. Versuchen sich mit Zähnen und Klauen vom erstickenden Überschatten eines legendären Weltmeisterbruders zu befreien. Und dann kommt da so ein hergelaufener Fatzke und kriegt den Platz einfach geschenkt, für nichts, von nem Team dem andere ihre Jugend geopfert haben (Paco? Verbitterung? Ach iwooo) und der wertschätzt das noch nichtmal. Ne, also, ne. Einfach ne. Soll der Kerl woanders seine missgelaunte Flunsch ziehen. Jedenfalls nicht in Pacos direktem Umfeld, der ist nämlich wirklich gerne hier und will Spaß haben.

Äh ja, und was die Insta Caption angeht… ich sollte anfangen erst Fragen rumzuschicken, wenn ich selber schon ne gute Antwort auf sie habe. 😅 Also wenn er wirklich das Handy fürs Gruppenselfie zücken würde, wäre es vielleicht etwas wie „does anyone know these guys? heard they were famous.“

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First strawpage posts!!! <3

[theradicalscrivener]

The ask about the penis size changing app is so great (thank you fellow anon). And your answer made me obsessed with the concept.

Especially the idea that if you keep your cock small for a while, you get permanent shrinkage.

I like to imagine a dude who is hung. Say, a 13 inches long beer can thick cock. But he believes the permanent shrinkage is a rumor, so he takes a dare to keep his cock small for like two months. Now, following your previous answer (where the model had originally 7 inches and got stuck to 5), there are two options:

a) Since a month means losing 2 inches, 2 months mean losing 4. So, The guy goes from 13 to 9. Still big, and arguably more usable at actual sex.

b) If instead of going with the total of inches lost, we go with the loss of size being proportional... It would mean that after one month, the guy would go from 13 to 9. The second month, then, he would lose another 4 inches, getting to 5 in total remaining (I kept the loss of size consistent with an staring point of 13 inches, since there shouldn't be a pause between months; and I rounded things down, technically the guy would be closer to 5 1/2 inches).

Now, the second scenario is way hotter to me personally. Because the guy literally went from incredibly hung to average. And it's his own fault! He has no one to blame but himself!

Worse yet, he lost the bet (since his cock shrunk permanently), so he also gets to pay/do something he didn't want besides losing most of his cock size.

Anyway, thank you to reading my horny ramblings. Have a good day!

Hehe. Glad you enjoyed that. It's def a fun concept. In option B, if it's proportional, the question becomes how often does the change occur? Is it 30 days? Like, if someone goes 29 days and grows back on the last day, they get all the size back? Or is it like a multiplicative thing that if you do say, 2-3 days you lose an imperceptible percentage, but say you keep it on for a week, it starts being noticeable, and the longer you keep it on, the bigger the drop. So say, dude with the 13 inch hog. He loses maybe an eighth of an inch after 3 days. That's not even 1%, but if he keeps it for a week, he loses half an inch. This is closer to 4%. If he does a full month, he loses 4 inches which is almost 30% his starting size.

So if a dude with 9 inches did this, the conversion would be:

3 days: 1/10th inch lost.

1 week: 1/3 of an inch lost

1 month: 3 inches lost.

I don't remember if I mentioned this, but I used to chat with a guy semi regularly who worked as a photographer and he would occasionally lament that the dudes he had to photograph were often too hung and so they'd have to edit out the bulges in post, which is why I was thinking of a scenario in which a model is pressured into keeping his dick small to be able to do runways/photoshoots.

Makes me think of a scenario where a model has a huge cock that he gets pressured by his agent to use the app to make is discrete during photoshoots and the like. Usually, he just shrinks it down for the photoshoot and goes back to being hung immediately after, and so for a while, he never has to even think about potential drawbacks, but maybe he gets into a busy period where he's doing photoshoot after photoshoot. Back to back modeling gigs. He finishes each day exhausted. It's just easier to keep it tiny all the time rather than growing it back every night.

After a while, he gets comfortable with the lack of weight between his legs. Even after the modeling gig ends and his schedule frees up, he keeps it small because he's so used to seeing it that way. Besides, he always knows he can just grow it back when he's ready to be hung again.

The weeks give way to months. He gets in the mood to hit the town. A night of clubbing ensues. He's out with his friends putting on the moves with any guy that gives him the right look. After hours of flirting and dancing, he brings a guy back to his apartment for a passionate night. Kissing gives way to groping as the two fall onto the bed. The dude he brings home strips down. The model admires the dude's fit bod and thick rod. The dude has a nice dick... nowhere near as nice as the model's own, but still a nice rod.

Feeling fun and frisky, the model makes a wager. "Bigger dick tops" he says and winks playfully.

"I knew you were a bottom," the dude replies and laughs. His eyes fall to the model's briefs and the lack therein.

The model does another playful wink. He reaches for his phone. Opens the app that had been sitting dormant for the past few months. Clicks the "revert size" button...

the app buzzes. The button turns red and shakes.

He clicks it again. The button turns red and shakes.

What the hell!?

He tries it again. BZZT. The button shakes.

He opens up the specs. He checks the readings.

Current size: 1/2 inch.

That tracks. He'd been keeping it at a baby dick size these past few months so that he wouldn't have a bulge when he performed.

Then he swipes over to his default stats.

His jaw drops. His eyes go wide.

Max size: 1/2 inch.

The model's mind races. What happened? Is it a glitch? Is his app busted?

Then his eyes fall on a small disclaimer at the bottom of the app.

Do not exceed 24 hours of shrinkage. Prolonged reduction may result in permanent diminishment of normal size.

The model is too stunned to move. His jaw continued to hang slack as his one night stand grows impatient and slides across the bed.

"If you won't take it off, I'll do it for you," he says in a flirtatious growl.

The dude reaches over and grabs the waistband of the model's skimpy briefs. He pulls down on the garment until the model's tiny cocklet springs into view.

The model is too stunned to react. Is he stuck like this? That can't be right! And why is he so damn horny! He should be freaked out, but all he can think of is how hot this is! And that's all he can continue to think about as the dude gives the model's tiny dicklet a playful tweak between his thumb and forefinger. The model's mini dick shudders in the dude's fingers.

The dude pulls his hand back and licks the small droplets of cum off his fingertips.

"Guess that means I top," he says with a chuckle.

[scriptrixdeo]

Who's the main character of your novel, and why (what makes him the main character)?

Oooh shoot! I didn't expect to get asks so soon!

The main character is Arkyn Thorburn, one of the twin princes of Elkinor. Besides just being the first character for this story that I created, he's the true main character because he's a chosen one—specifically chosen by God to carry out a very important task (freeing Ziel from a wicked entity that seeks to claim it).

There are two others that accompany him who are also chosen ones: His twin brother, Aesir, and an unlikely friend they met shortly after the story's beginning, Kaera. The three of them are actually representative of the Holy Trinity in a few ways.

Also... Arkyn is my favorite. I can't even explain why.

[jean-dieu]

6, 7, and 20 ! -Yunessa

Yay! Thank you for these, Yunessa !! <3

6. Which mythic path did they choose and why? Do they regret it?

Lazare: Azata for Lazare and no, he doesn't regret it. While clearly good-aligned and wholeheartedly with the crusaders, Lazare doesn't "fit in" exactly, and he's quick to welcome anyone ready to join their cause no matter who they are.

It's a bit ironic for a commander to be spontaenous, but Lazare is a perfect example of Acting First, Think Later (maybe, if his two brain cells collide). Somehow, it works. Maybe it's the sheer power of his good will and determination, maybe it's something else, but Lazare never regrets the choices he made because even when things don't turn out like they should, he knows he acted in accordance with his heart.

Raphaël: Angel, of course. There weren't many other possibilities for Raphaël beside maybe legend. He did make a few Aeon choices there and there but his faith, his values, his moral compass naturally guided him to the Angel path in the end.

He did regret a bit not accepting Iomedae's offer and gives up on hys mythical abilities as he does feel a bit... Nervous at the idea of telling a goddess no, especially a goddess he has so much respect for.

A worry he quickly sets aside when many celestials actually joined his ranks as it was some kind of divine confirmation he was going what was good, and that Heaven was with him.

Because I like "what if" and alternate AU/Dark AU, I can't help but think of what could (big emphasis on COULD) happen if the Devil mythic path was available while starting Angel. I think that would be interesting (and devastating thank you very much).

Ziel: Ziel's still at the begining of his route so it's a bit early to say if he'll regret things or not.

He started as a Demon despite him, just succumbing to rage and not controlling anything... Which is very scary for a tiefling. Eventually, the trickster path will come to light for him, and he feels happy at first to be able to use his fucked up sense of humour instead of rage for his newfound abilities.

But knowing what awaits a Trickster... Ziel will eventually struggle to keep a sense of himself. As much as he relies on dark humour and sarcasm, there's plenty of things he just can't take lightly. And deep down, he's just a scared child that barely knows what he's doing.

7. Is your KC religious? If yes, which deity do they follow? If not, what is their view on religion?

Lazare: Lazare collects faith in the way that he struggles to find a Divinity that really fits him. He prays Shelyn, Desna and Cayden Cailean. After all, he's a kind free-spirited artist that believes wholeheartedly in freedom and self-determination. Also, beer is cool.

As he was born and raised in a brothel, he has a deep respect for Calistria and her followers, but he doesn't pray her himself.

He never got to learn things "properly" and has his very own conceptions of his Deities' teaching, and while he still understands their philosophy, he lacks the knowledge to fully grasp the extent of their domain.

Post crusade, he will also add Nocticula to his Deity portfolio, as the Reedemer Queen is THE divinity made for him.

Raphaël: Idk, is he?

Jokes aside, OF COURSE he is religious. He has devouted his whole life to Sarenrae, trying desperatly to please her and to follow her principles even when they contradict his natural instinct and way of thinking.

He knows this damn well, and yet, he still thinks Sarenrae's ways are an ideal to strive for. Since he was a child, he dreamed of becoming a priest. As an older teenager, he's "kindly" reoriented (I wrote about it in a small fic there) from priesthood to Inquisition as it's deemed it's just more... Fitting for such an angry individual.

His faith is however bound to change.

Since birth, Raphaël has heard divine voices he and his family thought were from Sarenrae because... Well, who else would it be. He wasn't very vocal about them though, only revealing it to close friends in the church's rank, but he never questioned it.

Later in the campaign (as it's something I've taken from the TTRPG WOTR game I have with friends), as he meets Ragathiel, he learns that the voices weren't from Sarenrae but from the General of Vengeance himself.

It's something Raphaël takes time to process in the sense of it was very unexpected, and it does change quite a lot of things. While he stays an Inquisitor operating under Sarenrae's name, he finally accepts his role as more or less Ragathiel's chosen one, and manages to find some peace as the Angel's principles and teachings match his more than Sarenrae's.

Ziel: Ziel was raised an Abadarite. His father was a cleric, and he has been involved in te church's life during his childhood. He was quite disinterested in it, mostly just following his dad around, not caring too much about Abdar's principles as a whole but not rejecting them either.

When his father is accused of corruption, Ziel finds the whole trial suspicious, and is persuaded in his father's innocence, as he feels like his father was way too faithful to commit such a crime. Cast aside and excluded from their own circle, Ziel witnesses his mother leaving them both and never coming back, and his father turning to alcoholism to cope with the shame.

Seeing his father in such a state deeply angered him, and he hold Abadar responsible for his father's state, thinking it's completly unfair he didn't do a thing to protect his father who is and has always been a honest man. He will now gladly spit on Abdar's name, not even caring of repercussion as it's his father that matters, not himself.

As a teenager and as he begins to start stealing to support his father that can't find work with his reputation, he's introduced to Calistria by fellow thieflings and eventually converts, determined to seek revenge for his father, wanting to clear his name.

As he grows up, and as he becomes a hardened thief, parts of him feel less and less angered at Abadar, to the point of him sneaking in one of his temple at night just to pray for his father's solace.

20. Which event of the crusade traumatized them?

Answered there!

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- MZ (AU Maverick Zero from MegamanX) - Zain (AU Zero from Megaman X) - Seraph (AU Copy X from Megaman Zero) - Kane (Fandomless God OC) - Vesper (Fandomless Magic-user OC) - Kiz'met (Fandomless Demon OC)

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- Psi (AU X from MegamanX) - Mave (OC for MegamanX) - Dr. Amelia Wily (AU Female Dr. Wily) - Xenos (Fandomless Demon OC) - Volga (AU Volga from Hyrule Warriors) - Issun (AU Issun from Okami) - Sonic the Hedgehog (x2 AUs, SatBK and Phantom Rider)

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- Death (Fandomless God of Death) - Morozko (Fandomless God of Winter) - Quetzal (Fandomless God of Summer) - Moirai (Fandomless God of Fate) - Infinity (Fandomless God of Void)

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Uhhhh more Cradle posts possibly. Cradle ask game

So I have a serious work-avoidance and screen addiction problem, like 8-10 hours a day. I also have an undergraduate thesis to write. I can get a little bit of work done every day, and can get more done if I am kept accountable. I can also get more done if I get the ball rolling by doing some unrelated task.

With that in mind, here’s an ask game! It’ll give me a reason to convince myself to actually work on those Cradleposts that I said I would make a few months ago. Send one or more numbers or the questions verbatim, and add your input (i.e. send an ask that’s like “1, Ziel’s arc” or “1: Thoughts on a character arc in Cradle. I’d like to hear your thoughts on Ziel”). You could also just send the number/question with no input, and I’ll write about whatever I feel like.

Thoughts on a character arc in Cradle

Thoughts on a Path

Thoughts on a one-appearance character

Thoughts on any other character

What’s the last idle theory I had about Cradle (basically, just “Thoughts”)

Write a short canon-compliant fanfic (i.e. a battle Yerin had, or Gesha actually enjoying her time in the Blackflame Empire while the kids train)

Write a short fanfic, not canon-compliant (i.e. Lindon gets visited by Zakariel and not Suriel, or Yerin gets Solo Leveling system powers. It could be literally anything)

Draw a crappy fanart (please have low expectations lol, I don’t know how to draw and will also draw the whole thing in like 2 minutes)

Funny post (i.e. funny hypotheticals like “I wonder if Reigan Shen was any good at DDR” or funny observations like “Biggest Lindon L: he never made a totally epic launcher construct out of the Dreadgods. Huge loss”)

Short crackfic (basically the same as above, but narrated)

Hypothetical situation (i.e. how would the gang fare vs. Goku, what kind of pasta would Eithan cook, which member of the group would be best at video games, etc.)

Add an Image ID to Cradle art (I’ve been meaning to do that for all the ones I’ve seen but it’s so much easier to just scroll)

Just a reminder, send a number or the full question, and then add what you’d like for the question to be answered about! I’ll only spend a few minutes on any of these unless I lose track of time, since the point is to get me out of a scrolling rut and get to work on college stuff.

Does this actually work to get me on task? Kinda! It’s better than uninterrupted scrolling, which is my usual state.

Oh, and if you want to send these asks about Will Wight’s other work, I can also answer those. I’ve read all his other stuff too.