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atomic-chronoscaph · 1 year
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Forrest Tucker, Larry Storch, Ken Berry and Melody Patterson - F Troop (1966)
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lifewithaview · 1 year
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F-Troop (1965) Scourge of the West
S1E1
Becoming a hero by accidentally leading a cavalry charge while sneezing due to allergies, Captain Wilton Parmenter is given command of Fort Courage. The fort's crafty Sgt. O'Rourke has a deal with the local Hekawi Indians to market their wares to the tourists. They must sometimes pretend to be enemies (and the Shugs really are enemies). Jane is out to marry the innocent Parmenter.
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medblr-td · 7 months
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Went all the way to London for the Witchbomb con but introvert me spent most of the time wandering the city and eating.
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fayeandknight · 2 years
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I recently noticed that Forte is lacking some confidence in large parking lots. Nothing major, just a little slower to respond to cues and a little more caution in his body language. So I've made it our new routine to stop in one of the half empty parking lots of the mega mall we pass on the way home from work. I park in a shady spot in the back and for 10 to 15 minutes we play with the tug toy.
He's been getting looser in his play, less stilted and more at ease. So today I added in sending him to my car to grab the tug off the back bumper. The first time he hesitantly touched his nose to the car but didn't grab the toy. I gave it to him and we went back to playing for a minute. The second time he approached the car confidently but still didn't grab the toy. We played some more. The third time he pranced up to the car and grabbed the toy.
I cheered and loudly sung his praises for being a big brave boy who is so smart and good. We played with the tug and the joy was evident in his eyes and loosely bouncing body language.
I let him carry the toy back to the car before loading us up and heading the rest of the way home.
I'm proud of him. For gaining confidence in an environment he's unsure of.
I'm proud of me. For finding a way to play through the issue instead of trying to correct it. Which is something I wouldn't have had the courage to try a few years ago.
And also I am curious what my fellow parking lot patrons thought of me loudly squealing praises and dancing around with a dog at the back of the lot.
I didn't have my phone out, maybe next time. But here is a picture of Forte passed out in a crate at work. Those are are high value treats by his feet that he didn't even stir for. The vacuum was running and nothing puts him to sleep faster, lol.
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sser-ena-blog · 1 year
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E sai, cara bimba mia,
ci vuole determinazione e coraggio per non perdere la via.
La vita ti cambierà e dovrai imparare a sopravvivere,
tu sai molto bene che con il dolore si può convivere.
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So I was thinking of a bad pun. There is a novel about Thrawn, called « Treason ». In French, Treason is Trahison.
My two brain cells: « So we should rename the novel Thrawnison »?!
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If anyone are looking for me, I m going to hide for the rest of my life under my blankets.
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theghostwhotumbles · 10 months
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Shame on you America!
Did they die in vain? HEADLINE: U.S. Capitol police stop children’s choir from singing the National Anthem because “it might offend someone.” https://billmichelmore.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/06/b3wjh8.mp4 HEADLINE: Fort Bragg in North Carolina renamed because the historic garrison was named after General Braxton Bragg, a Confederate general. Many boys from the South were among the brave souls…
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lexa-griffins · 1 year
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Have you seen Warrior Nun?
Nope, i go between wanting to start it and having no interest at all tbh
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wheneclipsefalls · 1 month
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Little Gift- Scramble
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Pairing: Adult Dark Neteyam x Human Fem Reader
Previous Part
Masterlist AO3
Gorgeous Adult Neteyam pic by @cinetrix2
Summary: It's time for you to understand the gravity of your situation.
Warnings: dubcon/non con, dark material read at your own risk MDNI, oral, explicit, alien x human, kidnapping, aged up Neteyam, aged up Lo'ak, slight degradation, angst, bondage, etc. (not exhaustive)
A/N: Can't thank you all enough for the support and buzz that this little series has gotten! Love you, pookies<3 Enjoy!
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“Don’t look down. Don’t look down.” You whisper shakily. 
Heights have never been your forte and neither has climbing but you are mere feet away from reaching where Neteyam has tied the knot to your leash. You can’t give up now. Your legs tremble and arms shake as you clamp around the tree trunk. 
It’s ok. Everything is ok. Worst case scenario you fall down and land back in the kelku.
That is, if you fall to the right.
The left on the other hand…
You make the mistake of glancing down to see the vast distance between you and the forest floor. It doesn’t help that the thick forest canopy obscures your vision, letting your imagination run wild in guessing how far down the ground really is. You rest your forehead against the trunk and shut your eyes. 
Breath in.
Breathe out. 
One move at a time. That’s all that matters. 
Finally wrangling the courage to climb further once more you carefully reach for the next branch and scoot yourself upwards. The thick bark scuffs your smooth skin and your hands are sure to already have blisters and slivers, but you are so close.
“Out of curiosity, if you somehow do manage to get that thing untied. What is your next move?”
You gasp, branch almost slipping from your grip in wake of being startled. 
“You’ve been alone for what? Thirty minutes? And you still haven’t made it up a few meters. How do you expect to scale down several stories before Neteyam returns?” Lo’ak crosses his arms, hip popped and eyebrows raised. 
“I…I was just…”
“No need to waste my time trying to suggest otherwise. Guess I shouldn’t be surprised. Neteyam did say you are quite the handful.” He sprawls across the kelku floor, arms folded back to keep him sitting upright while his legs spread leisurely. “Lucky me.” 
“You…you are staying?” You voice quivers as a cramp starts to tighten one calf. This idea is looking more ridiculous by the second. 
“Neteyam is convinced you need someone to check up on you while he is away. Hate to admit when he is right but then again here you are swinging over death in under an hour.” 
Your arms begin to shake as every muscle locks frozen in place. Lo’ak lounges as your head spins in every which direction. 
Instinct takes over before you can stop it and suddenly you are racing to reach for the next branch. Body practically flinging itself upwards, your ascent is messy and frantic. Your adrenaline is powered by one fact: you are running out of time. The RDA return home within a few days and Neteyam seldom leaves you alone.
So what if he sends his little brother to play babysitter?
It’s better odds than being smothered in the Olo’eyktan’s embrace all day. 
A small branch snaps beneath your right foot. Stomach lurching to your throat you prepare for the massive fall ahead. You catch only a few feet of air before crashing into a hard chest. Lo’ak chuckles at your shrieks as he tucks you under his arm and easily scales down the tree. 
He may have saved your life but you shoot him with a scathing look as he sets you down on the the woven floor. 
“You’re welcome.” He snorts, returning to his lounged position. 
The irony taste of blood erupts over your tongue when your teeth finally break skin. 
You want to hate him. You do hate him. He laughs and watches your nightmare with a half amused grin ,but you need to be smart. 
“Thank you.” You whisper. He simply shrugs and waves it off. “I’ve just been so scared.” This time you purposefully bite your bottom lip, looking up at him through thick lashes. It’s easy to let tears create a cloud over your eyes. “I want to go home.” 
His reaction is far from the one you hope. 
A harsh laugh rumbles in his chest as he shakes his head. 
“Oh yes it must be so hard to be away from those comforting steel walls and mushy frozen meals.” He scoffs as if it is the most ridiculous thing he has ever heard. It hurts and for some reason you feel the need to defend your desires. 
“I wasn’t talking about Bridgehead, asshole! Or have you forgotten they are returning to Earth within the week?”
“Cause that is so much better.” Lo’ak sneers. 
“You don’t know what you are talking about-”
“No you don’t know what you are talking about. What do you think is back on that dying planet? Maybe they’ve shown you some shiny pictures back in your steel cage but the reveal is deeply disappointing.” He rolls his eyes, hands reaching back to tie his hair. 
“How would you know? You’ve never been!”
“Yes and neither have you but unlike you I have reliable witnesses.” 
Your nails create half moons in your palm as they ball into fists. The heat from your cheeks has now traveled to the tips of your ears. Screw the size difference, you are ready to knock him on his ass. 
You can’t though and not just because your strength is no match for his own. Getting riled up by your captor’s brother is a waste of time and Neteyam never said when he would be back. Forcing your features to soften you left out a shaky sigh. 
“I don’t need you to understand but…what would it hurt to help me? You could tell him you found the kelku empty. That’s all I’m asking.” You shuffle onto your knees, swallowing your pride as you prepare to beg. 
“What would it hurt? A lot actually. Every minute he spends with you is another that I get him off my ass. Besides, when Neteyam isn’t happy no one is happy.” 
“He is Olo’eyktan! Half of the women in your village must be chasing him down. His fascination with me is sure to be replaced by another within the week.” You argue, fidgeting with the pink ribbon Neteyam had tied around your neck. The knot of the bow is extra tight this time, no doubt a ploy to get you to stop ripping it off. 
“Oh yes, six months of obsession gone in a week.” 
Your mouth runs dry. 
“Six months?” 
For the first time Lo’ak’s interest is peaked. His tail stills and large ears fold forward. 
“Oh, you have no idea what you have gotten yourself into, do you?”  He shakes his head, tongue clicking softly. “You poor thing,” he says but the words are anything but sympathetic. 
“Six months, how…. But I didn’t even….”
“Did you think that the RDA picked you from a lineup and Neteyam just happily handed over that unobtanium?” 
It sounds ridiculous coming from Lo’ak’s mouth now but what else were you meant to believe? You’ve never met Neteyam before. The entire situation has bizarre written all over it. What is one more offbeat detail?
“He’s been talking about you for months, tawtute. Been driving me crazy actually.” 
Unease sinks its claws into you. 
“From what I understand, he had your schedule down. Those little nature walks you take daily just outside the base? Did you really think a defenseless human like you would have survived Pandora’s forest for that long without a protector?” 
“He’s been watching me.” The thought slips from your lips without permission but Lo’ak nods anyways. 
The past few months replay in your mind’s eyes. All those times you had been ecstatic to have some time alone in the fresh air. Every little conversation you had with yourself as you walked, running through checklists and even giving yourself reassuring words after a hard day. How many of those times had he been there? 
Oh God, all those times the heat had been too much and you had gone skinny dipping!
Was that time ever sacred? Had he truly been watching from the sidelines this whole time with you none the wiser? And yet, that is the scariest realization. 
You had no idea.
It brings into focus the horrible juxtaposition between you two. 
He had watched you through the greenery easily while you had not a single inkling of being in another’s presence. And if Lo’ak’s words are anything to go off of, you too had been oblivious as he kept other predators at bay. 
No wonder he talks to you like a naive child. 
Your lungs seize, squeezing the air from them until it’s difficult to breathe. For a moment you look around for your mask, panicked as you assume that the serum for the day has somehow run out early. However one shaky breath in shows that this has nothing to do with carbon dioxide levels and everything to do with the panic that holds you hostage. 
Six months.
Six months! 
What had he seen? Was it only your walks through the forest or had there been more? How did you spark his interest in the first place? Among hundreds of soldiers and scientists you had never stood out as anyone extraordinary. Having been born on this planet has  put you in the strained position of having little to no role, and yet you’ve somehow drawn the attention of the one person that has the power to turn your life inside out. 
How much does he know about you? 
Lo’ak clears his throat, snapping you out of your spiral. 
“You’re not going to faint are you? Cause I really don’t want to be blamed for that one.” 
Sweat beads at your temple and your body trembles as your knees tuck to your chin. You can’t necessarily blame Lo’ak for being concerned, not when your entire world is spinning around you. 
“Look, I’m going to give you some advice simply because you look like you need it.” He says, propping one knee up. “Stop fighting it. Forget about that hell hole you lived in. Forget about that damned planet and take advantage of what you have here. Save yourself some time and start listening to my brother. If you’re waiting for him to give out, you’ll be waiting forever.” 
You don’t answer. There are too many things to say. Too many things to turn over in your head, enough to bloom a pounding headache. 
Horns sound through the forest, followed by distant Na’vi calls in response. 
Neteyam’s back. 
Lo’ak gently pats your leg like you’re old friends. “Good talk.” He says before standing up. You stop him before he leaves though. 
“Wait you….you aren’t going to tell him though, right? About…earlier?”
A wide grin spreads across his face. 
“Neteyam’s right, you are adorable.” 
And with that, Lo’ak is gone. 
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“I’m sorry!” You whine, legs shaking over Neteyam’s shoulders. 
Pleasure shoots through you like lightning but as orgasm after orgasm is pulled from your weeping pussy, his flicking tongue brings a sharp edge. You’ve lost count at this point of how many times your climax has spread over his smirking lips. If this continues any longer you are sure your body will give out. 
“Hold still.” He firmly rasps against your clit. 
Although those muscular arms are wrapped around your thighs, you know he could hold them tighter. But instead Neteyam gives just enough space for you to wiggle and squirm desperately. It’s clear he enjoys the struggle. 
“No more!” You screech, roughly pushing at the top of his head. He doesn’t so much as flinch. Instead, his tongue travels down to gently tease at your opening. When it  pushes inside of your clenching pussy the stretch is enough to make you gasp. It’s not the first time and you know it won’t be the last but over the past few days he has at least let you catch a reprieve between rounds. 
He pulls back, catching his breath with a dopey grin.
“So sweet, little gift.” He wastes no time in diving back in, but there is little that can be done about it as you are pushed up against the wall and sat on his shoulders. Your fingers tangle into his braids, holding on for dear life. Nine feet suddenly feels so much higher than you remember. 
He attacks your overstimulated cunt ferociously, giving no heed to your shaking body or wild pleas. His mouth opens to encompass your entire pussy, lips creating a seal around the area as he sucks harshly. It’s beyond anything you have ever experienced with human men and there are no resources in your arsenal to prepare you for the intense feeling. 
“I can’t I can’t IcanticantIcant.” The words flow from your lips into a tangled mess and Neteyam’s tongue juts out to tap that bundle of nerves rapidly. The sound that comes from you is one you do not recognize. His ears perk up in response, tail lashing back and forth. 
If anything your sounds egg him on, tongue thrashing desperately and massaging every crevice of sensitive area between your folds. The heat is so much that you feel as if your body will ricket apart into pieces and yet the desire never wains. Although the sensory overload is painful, you can’t stop your hips from thrusting back against his soaked lips. 
Delight dances in his wide golden orbs as he sneaks a glance up at you. 
You shut them tight in response.
It’s the way he looks at you that feels more intimate than anything else.
Even more personal than the hands that explore your body freely or the toned Na’vi form that presses you into the hammock at night. 
His gaze is also the one thing you can semi avoid, at least for now. 
When his nails reach back to dig into your plush cheeks and his tongue enters you once more  another climax rockets through you. Neteyam’s flat nose nudges at your clit fiercely while he continues to stretch you out. The pain and pleasure bleed into one another but all you know is that it’s overwhelming. 
Blood pounding so hard at your ears you barely make out those pathetic sounds coming from your lips. 
Neteyam doesn’t stop until you are yanking at his hair and tears stream down your cheeks. 
He leans back to admire his handy work, chin shimmering with your sweet juices. Thumb gently sliding down your puffy lips he hums in satisfaction. You’re absolutely debauched. You know that. There is no need to look down in order to know that between your thighs is a sticky mess. 
“That will do, I think.” He murmurs and your head leans back against the wall to catch your breath. 
Relief is cut short however when you are suddenly slid down his body and manhandled to have your legs wrapped around his narrow waist. He smiles at your little shriek and the way you cling to his shoulders. 
“Mawey, tiyawn.” 
“Teyam, I’m tired.”
“I know, but a good pet takes her punishment first.” 
Your heart lurches.
“But I thought-”
The words morph into a gasp when one long finger probes at your entrance. Collecting the leaking slick and cum there, Neteyam uses that to glide into your still overstimulated pussy. Bucking to get out or range only causes you to hit the kelku post and incidentally sink that finger in deeper. You cry out at the stretch, even with the preparation it feels like so much more than you could imagine one finger to be. 
“That’s it, little gift. Just relax. Take it all.” And by some insane miracle you manage to take him down to the last knuckle. 
“I was planning on letting you adjust to just my tongue for a while but after this morning’s…events, I think we need to quicken your training. Don’t you think, pet?”
Nothing but a silent scream comes from your parted lips. And you most definitely fail to give a response when that digit curls to find its target easily. Neteyam doesn’t seem to mind.
“Although, I admit I am partly to blame. I should’ve known better than to leave you alone. Should’ve known my little gift would miss me.” He purrs, craning his neck down to run his nose along your shoulder and throat. 
That slippery digit pulls out but only to have the tip of another join it at your entrance. On instinct you brace yourself but Netyeam whispers sweet nothings into your ear, promising a reward if you just relax for him. Before you know it he is using both to scissor you open. 
“It's a learning process for both of us.” Neteyam casually sighs, as if he doesn’t have two fingers tearing you apart from inside as your brain cells fry to ash. At this point he may as well be talking to himself. 
His tail slinks around your waist as he adds a third finger slowly. 
“But don’t worry, pet.” They massage at your sweet spot sinfully until you are shaking like a leaf. “I’d never give up on you.” And those are surely the scariest words Neteyam has ever said and yet their full magnitude can’t hit you now with the state you’re in. 
He kisses your cheek softly before starting a steady pace in and out of your tight pussy. 
“T-tey tey ah Teyam.” You stutter out, not sure how or what you are asking for but feeling like you need to at least try. 
“Mawey, pet.” He says simply, eyes trained on where his slick fingers disappear into your heat. 
The stretch and pleasure coalesce together along with your trembling nerves until you can not differentiate clearly between the various sensations. Your cheeks are wet with tears and eyes staring in a daze up at him as little whimpers rise occasionally. 
“Fuck, this tiny pussy is squeezing my fingers so well.” 
You collapse against him, cheek pressed against his collarbone as he continues to hold your weight with one arm. 
“Stay awake, oeyӓ tiyawn.” 
You hardly listen as you’re carried to the hammock and laid down. Painfully slow, his fingers dip from your tight cunt and your body sags at the loss. 
“Almost done.” 
That catches your attention, intuition sparking as you lazily watch Neteyam riffle through a bag. 
“Got something special for your training. To start it at least.” 
The plastic strange object looks small in his big hands but when he brings it to rest on your stomach the size makes your eyes bulge. 
You’re wide awake now. 
“Neteyam no, please! I don’t think I can I-I”
“It’s just a small one, little gift. Have to get you stretched out somehow if you ever hope to take me.” He smirks, squeezing your right thigh for comfort.
“No no but I-I can’t because….because I-I…..I’ve never used toys before.” The lie is a knee jerk reaction and one not elegantly delivered. 
It earns you a dark look, the Olo’eyktan’s lips turning downward. Suddenly your face is caught in his hand, cheeks squishing beneath his fingers. 
“Oh really? And what would you call that pink toy you love so much?” 
Oh God. When did he see that?
How did he see that? 
How much of your life has been observed by this man?
“I don’t appreciate being lied to. I also don’t appreciate coming home to have my brother tell me my tiyawn almost killed herself falling out of a tree today. Or seeing how your misbehavior has marked up my property.” He gestures to the scuffs and scrapes along your inner thighs. “Should we really be adding another infraction to the list today?” 
Your head is shaking before he even finishes. 
“I didn’t think so.” He sighs. “Now be a good girl and spread those pretty legs.” You obey as he pulls you to the edge of the hammock, legs dangling over the side. 
With some time and patience the toy slowly slips inside of you inch by inch. In some ways it's smaller than Neteyam’s three fingers but it’s also plastic and cold. Not nearly as pleasurable as his warmth. 
“There we go.” He praises once it is seated all the way inside. “So pretty.” He kisses right over your filled pussy and you shiver. 
Settling into bed is more difficult than usual. It’s expected to have his larger body completely wrapped around you, making sure there is no room for escape but now every time you squirm to get comfortable the toy shifts inside of you. 
“Stop moving, tiyawn. It’s been a long day.” He throws one leg over your hips for good measure. “Be a good girl and I’ll let you sleep with it off.” 
Off? 
You crane your neck to face him and see that there is a tiny remote grasped between his fingers. Your eyes widen, movements ceasing immediately. Neteyam smiles into your hair whispering sweet nothings until his voice starts to become lazy with sleep. 
Eventually his breaths deepen while you pout silently in the dark. The toy is pressing at that bundle of nerves again but when you shuffle slightly the Olo’eyktan lets out a deep groan and pulls you flush against him. 
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biribaa · 6 months
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I saw you were taking requests for The Amazing Digital Circus, so if you want can you please write Headcannons for Kinger, Caine, and a character of your choice x a reader who’s abstracting in front of them
Also remember to drink lots of water and to take breaks!
-🧪Anon
Kinger, Caine and Ragatha x reader who's abstracting in front of them
I appreciate your kindness but I'm a computer, I think water is one of the things I need to "drink" less and prevent more.
TW/CW: AHH... Spoilers, also angst. Reader does get abstracted in all scenarios cuz we still dont rlly know if someone can be saved from getting abstracted
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Kinger
Imagine lost your partners TWICE. Lolololol loser/J
Everything seems to occur in slow motion from Kinger's point of view, a heart he once had is somehow beating against his body. He prays to any god on this earth, be it real or not, or even Caine maybe, that this nightmare isn't happening again to him. Please, everyone, but not you.
Kinger tries to do everything so his lover don't reach the great peak of their insanity, even though he's not very good at it, knowing his personality. But trust me when I said, he tried. Who cares if he will get all glitched for touching your form, he needs you.
He never thought he would live another nightmare inside a nightmare. And in seconds that felt like painful hours to Kinger, here "you" are, a noisy form covered in eyes that flash in different colors. Your skin (if we can call it skin) moves abruptly as if it were a bag full of enraged cats. And, god, how he wished it was him instead.
Things are resolved by the talking human jaw, and yet the silence in Kinger's little pillow fort is no longer comforting as it once was. Silence now makes the small chess piece itch in agony. Silence that could be enjoyed with your presence, with holding your hand or dancing with you, and chat about random stuff he and you knows. The feeling of missing someone is familiar to him, and yet, it hits him in ways that his years in this circus haven't hit him.
Caine
While Kinger tries to do everything, Caine actually does anything to try saving your corrupted mind, and the lack of power in this situation leaves the digital being in panic. A simple snap of the fingers is not enough, and this information makes him tremble in ways he never thought he would tremble before for a simple human.
You aren't just any character, you are his favorite, the lil' buddy he spoils every hour and that always push a giggle from him. You were his very own star. The show could continue the same without you, Caine was sure of it, but could he? Without a character as entertaining as you in action?
"Of course I can fix them, I am Caine!" It's a phrase that was repeated several times in the presenter's programming, But with every grunt coming from the thing that once was you, it's just a reminder to Caine that he did a horrible job trying to take care of you. There were other characters that were abstracted of course, but... You were special to him. His favorite star. His star.
Caine even feels hesitant to put you in the hole of other characters who were abstract before. He preferred to keep you in a cage away from other people's contact, with no one hurting you and no one hurting you.
He knows, he knows the painful truth that you cannot be considered a sapient being, but even though you are a trace of what you once were, Caine doesn't have the courage to lose you forever.
With the other characters, Caine will act normally, with his loud and lively personality. Only if they analyze Caine close enough, the characters would notice something wrong with him.
And then, sometimes, he just stares at you in the cage. Caine ponders if he should admit the lost of his favorite star, it would be easier, but the pride in his chest screams that there must be some way that he could actually save you from...this.
Ragatha
Somehow, the scene is all silent for her. Ragatha stares at you as if the impossible itself is happening in front of her.
Ragatha holds your hands about to disappear, she caressed what was left from your shoulders, she hurriedly whispers words that would normally calm you down, but nothing can save you from the fate of your sanity, just leaving her with the pain of being glitched.
Of course, she had her other friends like Pomni, but lost you?!
Ragatha thinks she saw everything during her new experience in the digital circus, but something common like losing someone so important was the end of the line for her. You were her darling, her sunshine and her little everything even.
Everything she did sounded slightly more boring and boring without your presence, and Ragatha could do nothing about it. She continues (at least tries) to remain strong after that, still trying to complete the little adventures that Caine gives to the participants. But Ragatha's slow pace and lack of smiles was very noticeable.
The weight on Ragatha's chest is too much, losing someone so sweet and perfect for her in such a horrible way is too much. And the worst part is that Ragatha believes that she could have done something to save you, she could have been with you more often so that your mind didn't fall apart like this. But now, she can do nothing but mourn.
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calliesmemes · 3 months
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WHY ARE WE NOT INTERACTING YET?
A COMPREHENSIVE SYMBOL ASKBOX PROMPT LIST OF REASONS FOR WHY OUR BLOGS MIGHT BE STUCK IN INTERACTION LIMBO. ( INSP. )
Send both the EMOJI and the TEXT.
If you cannot see the emoji, send the [ BRACKETED TEXT ].
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❓ [ question mark ]﹕ I am a newcomer to tumblr’s roleplay scene, and I do not know how to get started.
🥺 [ pleading ]﹕ I am very shy in general.
🧵 [ threads ]﹕ I have too many threads right now, but I do want to interact in the future.
💼 [ briefcase ]﹕I am busy with life, but I do want to interact sometime in the future.
💕 [ two hearts ]﹕ I ship our muses romantically, but it feels awkward to ask you about shipping.
➕ [ plus ]﹕ You already interact with a lot of duplicates of my muse or faceclaim, and I am uncertain whether you would feel comfortable with adding another.
🛏️ [ bed ]﹕ We have interacted before, but I am currently fixated on another roleplay community.
🍽️ [ plate ]﹕ You seem to have a lot of interactions on your plate already, and I don’t want to stress you out further.
✏️ [ pencil ]﹕ I’m worried about whether my writing style will be able to hold up against scrutiny in comparison to yours.
🪢 [ knot ]﹕ It takes me a while to work up the courage for approaching a new mutual out of character.
😬 [ grimace ]﹕ We have interacted before, but I worry that I will bother you if I reach out to plot / talk out of character.
🧠 [ brain ]﹕ I’m struggling to think of ideas for interactions, or my ideas are vague and consist only of specific Vibes™️
🤝 [ handshake ]﹕ My muse is an original character with familial ties to your canon character, and I don’t know how to approach you to start plotting.
🎀 [ bowtie ]﹕ I headcanon my original character as being close friends with your canon character, and I don’t know how to approach you to start plotting.
🍿 [ popcorn ]﹕ Don’t mind me; I’m just here to lurk!
✉️ [ envelope ]﹕ First meeting threads aren’t my forte.
🤷🏻‍♀️ [ shrug ]﹕ You haven’t reblogged a lot of askbox prompts yet, and I interact primarily by using askbox prompt responses as starters for interactions.
🧍🏻 [ standing ]﹕ I interact primarily through starter calls, and you haven’t posted a starter call yet.
🎲 [ dice ]﹕ We already interact on other blogs, but I don’t have any ideas for interactions with this one yet.
🧚🏻‍♂️ [ fairy ]﹕ I keep meaning to approach you out of character, but I forgot … oops :/
👑 [ crown ]﹕ We’ve already interacted before, but I want even more threads!
🪡 [ needle ]﹕ I want to interact with you because I enjoy your writing; however, your post formatting is difficult to read.
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katsutora · 1 year
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— HEED
ft. isagi yoichi ; itoshi rin ; nagi seishiro ; bachira meguru ; chigiri hyōma ; itoshi sae
summary: how they are when you’re busy but they’re not
note: did you call, egoist? your fluff writer could only be me. NO JK ashsjdjahahah i love you guys sm though! thanks for the support! <3
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⚘ ISAGI YOICHI
ㅤㅤthe sanest one a very decent one. idles somewhere near you because he doesn’t want to bother you, but obviously keeps tabs on you and will bring you snacks and drinks once in a while. a walking convenient store. will also drape a blanket over your shoulders when he notices it’s getting cold. sooo attentive 1000/10. he loves helping you so he’ll definitely feel honored if you ask for his contribution — though it’ll catch him off-guard too. “yoichi.” “!!” he can be funny like that. will carry you to bed regardless of whether not you fall asleep at the end. chef’s kiss. in conclusion: get you an isagi yoichi.
⚘ ITOSHI RIN
ㅤㅤgets... surprisingly clingy? yep, he’s battling his pride. whenever he’s mustered up enough courage to call your name, it’s instantly defeated by his overthinking and so the words died out in his throat. looks like a lost puppy just sitting there in the corner of the room. the embodiment of a CCTV, watchtower incarnate. very quiet too it’s kind of unsettling. when you finally turn to look at him, he’s going to pretend as if he didn’t spend the past thirty minutes trying to figure out how to get your attention. “rin, haven’t you watched this match five times already?” “and? you took five whole hours finishing up one lukewarm task.” gasp. man needs a subtitle like [you didn’t give me any attention for five hours straight and now i'm sad]. is down bad for cuddles and horror movie night but only if you ask him lmfao.
⚘ NAGI SEISHIRO
ㅤㅤdoesn’t care. flops on top of you. needs to be constantly reminded that he is, in fact, 190cm. NAPS in that position if you still don’t give him attention (a menace fr). spends the entire day attached to your hip like that. no but in all seriousness, he only pesters you like this if he thinks you’re overworking yourself. will just drag a seat beside you and go about his day (re: ranking up in games and watching matches chigiri recommended to him + annoying barou in the group chat) if you’re just finishing a task. fidgets with your fingers the moment he finds your hand idling; leans his head on your shoulder when his game character dies. good for you.
⚘ BACHIRA MEGURU
ㅤㅤcurious on what’s gotten you so caught up that he didn’t see you around the house for hours. once he realizes you’re doing some work, he immediately channels his inner motivational speaker. your #1 supporter fr. “you go!” “you can do it!” “you’re doing great!” but he kinda derailed halfway through so … “eat 3 square meals per day!” “get 8 hours of sleep!” “drink 8 glasses of water!” ?? sure, that’s probably just his way of telling you not to forget to take care of yourself. oh and he’s also made himself comfortable in a blanket fort that’s definitely not sloppily constructed to persuade you to take a break. BSJDBKSNDKS !! d-did something just collapse? “meguru?” *MUFFLED SCREAMING*
⚘ CHIGIRI HYŌMA
ㅤㅤyour cup: *exists* ; chigiri: *slowly pushing it to the edge* lmao. likes to think he’s very patient (not at all he's kinda bored). tried calling your name four times to no avail. the first one was only met with a short reply, then you merely hummed in response to the second and third one. got hella confused when you finally didn’t react at all. at some point, he found himself laying his head on your lap, somehow managing to squeeze in between you and the desk. how? kept staring at you trying to catch your attention but you wouldn’t budge, so he resorted to booping your nose. occasionally reaches a hand across your face to test your patience focus. congratulations, you have a house cat.
⚘ ITOSHI SAE
ㅤㅤit’s only fair that he finds himself right beside you just like you’ve always been there beside him — every step of the way. he’s doing random stuffs to pass the time: scrolling through his phone, ignoring rin’s texts, watching a game, reading a magazine, etc. mmm what’s that second one again? will tuck your hair away for you if it’s falling onto your face. places a hand over the sharp corner of the table to protect your head when you’re trying to grab something from the floor. will stay up with you if you’re determined to finish up the work despite having an early morning practice tomorrow. “aren’t you tired, sae?” “aren’t you?” “not at all because you’re here with me.” yk who’s tired? his manager having to reschedule all his appointments because he ended up oversleeping. help.
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lunarlianna · 8 months
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Planets in the 7th house
The 7th House: This is Your Reflective Space. Discover expectations, presentation, and connection dynamics. Seeking mirrored traits, fueled by the descendant sign. From partnerships to conflicts, it unveils relating style and self-discovery through others. A dance between the 1st House of Self and Venus-ruled Libra's cosmic scales.
The Sun: in the 7th House seeks a partner for pride and social status. Authenticity flourishes with a supportive, equal relationship. Family ties matter. Partnerships play a key role, seeking mentor-like figures. Well-aspected Sun attracts confidence; poorly aspected, it might lead to ego clashes. Balancing pride and compromise are essential for harmonious relationships that shape your identity.
The Moon: in the 7th House attracts nurturing partners, seeking security and emotional resonance. Relationships hold emotional sway, with a need for companionship. Watch for dependency and moodiness. Work is tied to partnerships and public image, emphasizing security. Empathy shapes relationships, contributing to fulfilment.
Mercury: you embrace a rational, detached relationship style. Prioritizing problem-solving and open communication is key, sidestepping emotional complexities. Intellectual exchanges and diverse conversations drive your connections, often drawing partners with similar qualities
Venus: this placement brings charm and sociability, making you irresistible to others. Harmonious partnerships are your forte, but remember to nurture your relationship with yourself too. You seek a stylish, financially stable partner, aiming for a life of luxury and beauty. Stay grounded to avoid chasing perfection, and prioritize balance in love. Look for a cooperative partner who uplifts you. However, be cautious if Venus is poorly aspected, as their morals might raise concerns.
Mars: here this placement sparks independence and a desire for a spirited partner. Healthy competition and challenge fuel your relationships, but channel that energy positively. Strive for cooperation and diplomacy to avoid conflicts. Partner's ardour and courage attract, but watch for hasty tempers or clashes. Balancing assertiveness with gentleness enhances
Jupiter: you can benefit from partnerships, with a partner who fosters growth, expands your beliefs, and enhances moral values. Financial gains through marriage are possible, but watch for extravagance. Shared ideals of fairness and social justice can strengthen relationships. While you may cherish autonomy, you should be cautious to avoid losing meaningful connections due to excessive detachment
Saturn: you are drawn to serious, older partners, that have a sense of duty and know endurance. Cooperation, responsibility, and desire are the purpose of your relationships. Saturn guidance in relationships calls for care. Choose with confidence, prioritize security. In a positive state this placement can give you: integrity, reliability but in negative state it can make you settle for less. Be true to your love journey, not societal norms.
Uranus: this placement leads to unique, unconventional partnerships, valuing freedom and excitement. Avoid control; space and growth are vital for you. Drawn to unconventional, artistic, and thought-provoking companions. Relationship triumph hinges on open-mindedness, teamwork, and embracing evolution. Embracing independence and pursuing self-discovery fuel your connections.
Neptune: seek a partner who shares your spiritual or artistic inclinations, yet be cautious of unrealistic expectations and a saviour complex. Peel back the layers to understand your partner's true nature and address realities over fantasies. Prioritize compassion over idealism, and be mindful of partnerships born from admiration or pity, watching out for superficial facades and manipulation. Cultivate self-awareness for the foundation of meaningful connections.
Pluto: you will seek partners are because of their strength, leading to potential conflict. You seek a challenging partner for growth and admire strong willpower, sometimes attracting dominating personalities. You'll experience intense emotions and hold strong commitment standards, but watch for imbalances that could lead to challenges. Rise above reliance, tune into your inner guidance.
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lady-ashfade · 1 year
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Blind Innocences 
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Dark!Yandere!Aemond targaryen x innocent!fem!reader.
Plot: This is a smal drabble of dark yandere aemond.
Notes: This is really short.
Warnings: Blood, death, yandere tendencies, dark themes. Bad writing.
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You had always been blind to what happened around you and no matter what you always tried to see the light. Trusting the gods to do as they wished and maybe everything will turn out like it’s supposed to. Your mother was always a fond follower of the faith and you liked to do the same.
But you were different then the rest at court, you took more similarity to the princess with your odd ways and never seemed to catch on fast. Though everyone treated you kindly just as you did them, they looked down on you for being to naïve. Reading and taking walks is more your forte, like the gardens and the flowered there or taking dancing lessons. 
Your family, more like your father, was a loyal servant to the king and he had a high place in court. Your house was a great one so, no one dared to say anything disrespectful other then whispers late at night.
“A pretty little thing.”
Aemond always watched you in his free time or maybe accompanying you on your walks and adventures. Someone so sweet and kind didn’t need to be in this world unprotected so he took it as his role. Ever since he laid is eye upon you everything in his mind spoke of you. He thought of you every second like it hurt his very soul to be away from you.
He swore and oath to himself to keep you safe and watch over you. He fell in love with you and his little crush turned into obsession. It was unhealthy the way he thought of you and anyone around you. Always willing to kill anyone who looked at you the wrong way because you belonged to only him.
But you wish you could have seen the signs giving to you.
A sob left your lips while your body was sitting on the floor. The feeling in your stomach was aching and moving around ready to empty everything out of itself. Blood. Blood was everywhere and you couldn’t stand the sight of it.
“My dear there is no need to cry.” His lips so close to your ear while he was right beside you. Aemond had killed a man in your name and decided to show you his devotion and why you’ll always be protected with him. You didn’t even know the man that was lifeless in front of you but you couldn’t help but cry.
Had aemond always been a monster? Everything you heard about him was true? He never seemed cold or terrifying with you but now…you saw it all. His soul was black and ruthless in the name of love.
“Aemond, I did not wish for anyone to die.” You almost couldn’t speak and he just smiled and wrapped his arms around you. As he touched you, you felt disgusting and dirty. You wanted to push him away and run out the door but you had no courage. Your mind came to a realization as his lips kissed behind you ear.
“That’s why you are so beautiful. There are things to be done in this world and you don’t have what it takes to survive. But now you have me and I plan to take care of my wife.”
He would never let you go. 
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wxnheart · 1 year
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Hi I was hoping you take requests? There’s this song that I recently discovered and it made me think mostly of König but you can do the other boys if you’d like to.
I was going to ask for POV of König (or any of the boys) with a shy s/o and the song is this: https://youtu.be/COSahj2SZqQ
Thank you and Happy Holidays! 🎉
𝐒𝐡𝐲!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐒/𝐎 - 𝐒𝐨𝐚𝐩, 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊ö𝐧𝐢𝐠
part two
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Deeper than I've felt it before with you, baby I feel I'm falling in love with all my heart...
𝐊ö𝐧𝐢𝐠
You're so cute, Schatzi.
When you smile, there's always a hint of bashfulness there. It's bright, radiant, and makes his day every time. Never stop smiling for him.
König remembers those moments before you two became a couple. He remembers the longing in your glances. He remembers looking at you the same way. The mutual affection was there. It had always been there but you two were just too damn shy to act on it. Until now.
You were two peas in a pod, cheeks burning under each other's lovestruck gaze; your fingers tentatively touched and explored each other and for once, König didn't care who noticed. Time had slowed, his surroundings became a blur, and all he saw... was you.
Even now, all he sees is you.
And it is love. It burns brighter than his cheeks and comfortably shields him just like his mask. It invigorates him and there's nothing he looks forward to more than your smile, bright, radiant, and bashful, greeting him.
And for once, König didn't care who noticed.
𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 '𝐒𝐨𝐚𝐩' 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡
Oh-ho, you're shy! Heh. Soap likes it. Likes it a lot, actually.
Shy wasn't something he encountered often. Not in his line of work. Couldn't afford to, really.
The same could be said for his personal life, too. And so when you came with your breathy laughter and coy gaze, Soap knew he was smitten.
Of course he was. He'd be a fool not to be crazy about you.
And if there's one adage Soap has learned to live by, it's to never judge a book by its cover. Shy didn't mean scared. It didn't mean weak. It didn't mean different or inefficient. It just meant SHY and fuck everyone who thought otherwise.
You proved it each and every day. You were strong where it counted. You were sharp and fucking brave. You held the fort down whenever Soap was away. You were his rock when he needed reassurance and grounding.
Yeah, he loved you. Loved you lots, really. Loved your breathy laughter and coy gaze. He loved your wit, your courage, and your earthy wisdom.
And Soap knew he'd be a fool not to.
𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐧 '𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭' 𝐑𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐲
God, he felt like a kid with a crush when it came to you.
He couldn't stop staring at you and you usually wouldn't stare at him at all, and whenever he did manage to lock gazes with you, you'd quickly avert your eyes. What the fuck?
Simon would be lying if he said he didn't find it cute the way you'd look away and smile to yourself knowingly. No matter how shy you were, you weren't oblivious to the way he felt. You fucking glowed under the intensity of his stare and like hell would he stop. You were an enigma wrapped in a secret and smothered in riddles that he was intent on solving.
And whenever he thought he made progress, there you were to make him realize he was nowhere near close.
And yeah, that's what led to him making the first move. That's what led to you two falling in love, becoming a couple, and fuck if he isn't the happiest bastard alive.
Sometimes Ghost wonders if this is what his parents were like before their demons made fools of them both. Did his mother smile to herself all shy and reserved and did his father want her even more? Or, shit, was it doomed from the moment they first laid eyes on each other?
Sometimes he wonders if he's destined for the same thing. Sometimes...
But Simon was determined to be better than his father. He was determined to have a fulfilling relationship. You were an enigma wrapped in a secret smothered in riddles and if it took the rest of his life to figure you out then so be it. Like hell you're getting rid of him that easily, love.
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