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the-kingshound · 9 months
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Why do I feel like Arthur would wear glasses if they were a thing in camelot. (Really don't know when glasses started to be a thing) he has a vibe to be wearing glasses and I think he would look good with them too.
IMMEDIATE BRAINROT
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About MC’s gaze and actions
I remember reading one of your post saying that MC's gaze is unsettling to those who look directly at their eyes because they feel exposed under MC's staring (it makes them think that MC knows everything about them even their secrets) and also the feeling of beeing seen as something not 'real' (since we see through MC's perspective about SCP's universe that it is a fictional world with supernatural events and beings) and their gaze also makes you question about your own existence is also another discomfort to mention.
This leads to quite a number of SCPs/beings/humans that interact with them will feel unease maybe even hostile towards MC because MC knows too much that they shouldn't have in the first place about the others.
But that don't stop MC from wanting to talk with them and sometimes to confirm if the theories about that SCP/person is true or not, they just want answers to satisfy their own curiousity (they are thrown into their favorite horror game afterall) but with an attitude that 'oh so it is like that' like knowing the answer and being quite nonchalant by it, and they will not push the topic if it brings great discomfort to the other being (I think they will not ask if the other is a young scp) nor will they use the information to backstabbing them. 
Later interactions with MC will be different, these SCPs/beings/humans don’t feel uncomfortable anymore to look directly at MC because MC somehow creates a safe bubble for them to relax by just being themselves in their calmest state. They do not feel worried/paranoid if their secrets being exposed or not because MC has a certain grasp about their character by now. It can be described as ‘so they know mostly everything about me it’s no point to hide the truth’. MC doesn’t have much reaction if they know about the other’s profile anyways (with their fear resilience has maxed out, they are numb to horrific and gruesome images at this point).
MC talks and treats other SCPs as if they are a normal human being and they are having trivia conversation with no motives, no forcing information to record for later experiments…nothing. MC doesn’t care much about their backgrounds (They have no desire to research about them since they have access to all information but also they just want this to be a normal conversation between two people). The SCPs are so used to being classified as anomalies by the Foundation, something/object to be used for experimenting/containing/researching; basically not a person with all human rights. MC’s carefree actions can make them feel weirdly unexpected but it’s not hard to accept them, with time they are densified to MC’s antics. Afterwards, they see it as an endearing trait that MC has. MC is like their personal therapy ‘their happy space’ that they are always looking forward to talking with them. MC sees through them as their real character and understand their actions, they feel like they have found someone as their mutual friend.   
With other human workers like scientists, guards, D class,...ect MC also likes to interact with them (if they are friendly of course) sometimes helping them around with mundane tasks, chatting, joing Dr.Bright occasionally to wreck chaos here and there..ect. They are chaotic but they can be helpful. People can’t help but being genuine around MC due to MC’s gaze (they stare right through their soul), sure MC is an anomoly but they are not really frightening in any aspects. Also, MC in your headcanon about ‘white lord and MC’ is that they are someone who is easy to talk with so this make MC a friendly and approachable person. They treat everyone they encounter with respect and enthusiasm. Everyone loves them but also feel helpless when MC chooses to be a gremlin, it’s like having a family member who always causes you a lot of headache but you still love them.
About MC’s abilities
Even though they have Mysteria to level up their skills after clearing certain scenarios, MC still feel scared or anxious if they are put in a dangerous/threatening situation, they know their abilities can save them when dangers come too close. For example ‘teleportation’ but right now they cannot control it properly and it tires them out quickly who knows if next time they will be so lucky to teleport in time. SO mostly MC just uses their 'creative' ideas =))) (maybe their luck also) to save their ass from being killed or caught. Even in the far future when their skills are max out, they are still cautious because they know that they are just a human with helpful abilities not a god who can control the whole universe, they know how to use their abilities correctly to save energy if unexpected things happen. They are not immune to physical damage either so they will most likely avoid being hit as much as possible since no one likes to get hurt.
this is the longest tumblr ask i've ever received??? thank you???!!!??
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miupow · 3 months
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Sending you the biggest hug from me to you! Hope you know you are loved and appreciated! You are someone I always enjoy talking to you. I hope you know how much you mean to the people around you. May you wake up with a smile on your face and I hope your day is a joy! Smile you look beautiful when you’re happy!
ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ
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ssreeder · 2 years
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My headcanon is that Zhao mailed Zuko's phoenix tail to Iroh after cutting off it off
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nicholas-wolfwood · 1 year
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I see your watergun and raise you.... A paintball gun. With bright pink paint balls loaded into it. Have fun.
Leave an object in my ask and my muse will react to it being given to them
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YOU ARE NOW PERMITTED TO BE AFRAID!!!
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vikingofficial · 2 years
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*jaw drops to floor, eyes pop out of sockets accompanied by trumpets, heart beats out of chest, awooga awooga sound effect, pulls chain on train whistle that has appeared next to head as steam blows out, slams fists on table, rattling any plates, bowls or silverware, whistles loudly, fireworks shoot from top of head, pants loudly as tongue hangs out of mouth, wipes comically large bead of sweat from forehead, clears throat, straightens tie, combs hair* Ahem, you look very lovely.
NOW THIS IS WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT
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bee please help I accidentally ate mold /gen
my stomach feels weird :(
my hot pink limbo doesn't have a ‘remove mold from body’ button either :(((
any advice?
- 🫚anon
WHAT THE FUCK. WHATTTT HELPPP????
BRO WHAT RHE FUCK 🫚 ANON??? I HAVEN'T GOTTEN THIS FAR INTO MY MEDICAL CLASS PLEASE I FONT KNOW YET
UHHHHH okay if it gets like worse, and your stomach is just like absolutely jumping you and nothing else works like medicine and stuff then go see a doctor, but if it gets like way way worse then go to the hospital because that isn't good and it's really bad for your health, but you should be fine depending on the mold and if it wasn't that big but still you'd most likely get sick, black mold Is an instant no no go to hospital if you've consumed it, anything else still if you are having like full on pain in your stomach,
For me I ate a little bit of mold on cheese that I did not know had mold so it was wild but I didn't get sick, but still please be careful eating food and make sure it has no mold or anything, don't eat mold, how the hell did you eat mold, what happened, still, if it gets you really sick go to the doctor and take a lot of medicine and get rest, that isn't good for you, even if it's a different color mold still, if your stomach gets a lot of pain and sharp pain go see a doctor immediately, that is not good and your body isn't supposed to feel that at all.
Don't eat mold guys.
Please let me know if you'll be fine later on, please be okay Jesus don't eat mold or anything with mold it's ok if you didn't see it but be careful next time oh my goddd
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piltover-sharpshooter · 9 months
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your parents are hot, are they swingers?
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"DO NOT SALIVATE OVER MY PARENTS IN FRONT OF ME, PLEASE AND THANK YOU"
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chronicparagon · 11 months
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I've stolen all your underwear from your laundry hamper, Harmony
Send my muse creepy messages on anon! Scare the s**t out of them
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Harmony's jaw drops when the masked stranger confessed their crime. She stares at them as the air grows heavier from the mounting tension. Then, she speaks with a mix of horror and disbelief on her face.
"...Why..." She asks, "Why though? Why did you take my underwear? And from my hamper of all places!?! They needed to go into the wash!" Then, she shudders from the terrible thought that crossed her mind. She has an idea of why the masked person chose to get her underwear from the hamper.
Her stomach churns and she abandons the disturbing thought. She doesn't want to know for sure, and she isn't sure if she wants them back if the masked person did...obscene things with them. Though, she feels quite warm as the embarrassment of something stealing something so personal sets in. Even the cute hipster with little smiling ghosts on them was in that hamper! That was one of her favorites!
"Th-they weren't cheap! I can't believe you manage to get into my house and take my underwear! MY UNDERWEAR?! And from my laundry and not the drawers?! ARE YOU SERIOUS?!" Harmony holds back the bile built up in the back of her throat as nausea mixes with embarrassment and flaring anger.
" Y-you are twisted as fuck! Please don't tell me that included other things." If they took her bras too, especially the prettier ones, she is going to get her hands on them.
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feralgodmothers · 1 year
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I think Jess should live out his days in that movie Kirk made as punishment for how he treated Rory and Dean. You know. Like a bell loop from Lucifer.
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inkykeiji · 1 year
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clari i’m literally gonna tell dabi rn
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ANONNN i was literally going to respond to this like how could you!!! i thought we were friends 。゚(゚ノД`゚)゚。 AHAHAHA
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luvrhyune · 1 year
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i encourage glee au but only if it’s y/n singing trouty mouth
TROUTYYY MOUTHHH😘😘😘 tbh santana slayed with that song ,, lets be real
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beforeimdeceased · 2 months
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ellie hitting it from the back and you're just completely in subspace, taking everything's she's giving you completely blissed out and brainless:))
nsfw! — ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —
omg the way she’d be fucking you so good you’d only be able to see stars. you’ll actually be drooling and brain dead like a cock drunk dummy lmao. her hand on the back of your neck keeping you steady while she hits your weak spot over and over and over again. you’ve forgotten what it’s like to not have her stuffing your walls. other hand gripping the plump flesh of your ass so hard you’re sure that it’ll leave a bruise. the kind you look at in the mirror that sends memories rushing to your stomach.
speaking of stomachs, she’s fucking you so deep you’re positive she’s blending your guts. turning you into a pleasure smoothie. and you feel like fucking jello because it’s all too much. you’re so gone you can’t even hear her talking to you. “you’re taking me so well. you can barely respond. fuck, can you hear that? you’re so fucking wet for me.”
and then she slows down. slow, hard thrusts. one after the next making you grip the sheets and stuff your face into the mattress. all while’s she’s got the stupidest smirk on her face. (probably thinking about how next time she’s gonna fuck you in front of a mirror and make you watch yourself become her cock slut.)
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tojisun · 2 months
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the way you wrote simon “my cock is too big it won’t fit” riley was jaw dropping, eye-rolling, and heavenly!!!
I’m imagining Simon who finally puts it in and is even more desperate than reader (cue male whimpering audio)
awww thank u so much!! i had such intense need that i bonked my head n went, “yup. this is the horny thought for the day” <333
oh but he was always soooooo desperate, even more so than the reader!! especially before they finally fucked!!!
thinking about the way he fucks his fist every night after your date ends :((
while you were at your home, stuffing your hole with your fingers (and toys, really—your eyes having devoured the chub underneath simon’s pants every time you two would sit close together, snuggled as you watched a movie, before rushing home and putting in on an order for toys because god do you need one. or four…), simon was locked in his room, messily fisting his cock.
there is too much lube, and it is staining his boxers and his pants because he was too horny to even strip properly. he bites down his moans, hesitant to let them out even when he is alone at his safe house, his eyes pressed close as he imagines the way he'll take you: on your knees while he pinches your nipples, flicking the buds with the blunt ends of his nails, or on your back with your legs folded to your chest because there is no way in hell that simon's not going to breed you.
it's that thought that always makes him cum, rumbled groans pouring out like rippling water.
“jesus,” he murmurs as he stares at his cum-stained palm, mind running at the way you clenched-and-unclenched your legs during dinner—something, he notes, was happening more often. “this is torture.”
(simon has always known how you look good in your own desperation, ragged in the way you stare up at him with furrowed eyes and lips jutted into a pout, but there was something different then. it was charged. primal. and simon realized how the ache must have peaked for you.
good, simon thought. i need you just as much.)
he slid two fingers in your twitching hole, relishing in your stuttered moans at the ease of their plunge. the wet squelch made his cock jump, thumping against his thigh, but he wasn’t done.
it wasn’t enough.
(simon has had countless partners before you, just like you had others before him.
you told him of the dissatisfaction, how cocks only ever breached your walls for the pleasure of the body it was attached to and never for your own. you told him of your elation that bubbled into sputtering disappointment because they never knew how to coax an orgasm from you with just their cock. you told him of the accidental orgasms, those that they cannot recreate because it wasn’t intended. sure, you told him of their wonderful fingers or mouths, of their robust laps you were grinding on during those days when sex is more foreplay than the penetration, but it wasn’t what you ached for.
you told him all of this, in return, simon told you the others who could never really fit him. the others who tried but they were never really interested in the preparation. the others who could only take half of his length, hissing when an inch slides in even when it shouldn’t.
“impatient,” simon murmured when you asked why his ex-partners couldn’t fit him.
“and they don’t have that…” he trailed off, tongue heavy in his mouth.
“they don’t have what?” you prodded, blinking at him all so darlingly, your blood buzzed with alcohol.
“they don’t have that masochistic streak,” simon replied, voice gentle. testing.
your only reaction was a quiet gasp, heavy eyes widening a fraction as the words settled in. he watched as you began fidgeting, throat bobbing at your dry swallow.
that was all simon needed to know you are made for him—soul and body.)
the moment your greedy hole managed to gobble all of his four fingers was when simon knew you were ready. he flicked his eyes away from your dripping slit and watched as you laid on the bed twitching, your eyes red from your tears, your skin dotted with sweat.
you looked like a beautiful, hot mess and simon was ready to engulf you whole.
simon slots himself between your legs, fist warm around his flushed cock. your glazed eyes focus on him, watching with open-mouthed gasps, and simon coos, unable to stop himself.
“ready f’r me, pup?” he asks, tapping the head of his cock against your sensitive sex.
it makes you keen, hips squirming, mussing up the already soiled sheets. simon chuckles, heat filling his cheeks, and taps it once, twice, three more times before finally lining the leaking head of his cock against your twitching hole.
the slow press in makes you two moan, bodies locking at the explosion of ecstasy that fills up your senses. overwhelming pleasure quickly razes through him, overtaking his sanity as the wet squeeze of your walls grips him deliciously.
he buckles, muscles liquifying, and the dizzying euphoria makes him stumble. he slips, his cock sliding in deeper, breaching further—
simon whimpers, unable to stop himself as unadulterated bliss grips him. he couldn’t help it: he sinks all of himself in you, your walls not even protesting as they swallowed him in, hungry in the way you are all filled up by him.
“si-!” he hears your delirious squeal, the rumble of your voice scratching into a ragged echo, and simon—
simon gurgles a response.
his mind has been zapped by the peaking high, rendering him unable to string coherent thoughts as all of his synapses sing nothing but the enveloping pleasure, running him on overdrive.
simon feels like he is being devoured. like he is stripped into nothing but his sensitive spots.
“t-too good,” he mewls. “pup, s’too good–”
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houseofborgia · 2 months
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I don't want Naples yet. I want my sister.
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I DIDN'T EXPECT YOU TO READ MY STUFF SO FAST WAOHH /VVVVVPOS
usually I have a very niche (?) timezone so majority of writers don't get to my request until like a whole week's past so I'm used to going to their account and waiting lol..........
*gets hit by another bus into a railroad track and crashs into a train* (/VVVVVVVPOS AND /GEN)
- 🫚anon
I KNOW AKAJSJDJDJD I READ IY AND WRITE SOME STUFF, THE HARVEY REQUEST IS JUST LIKE A LOTTTT I WRITE LONG WORDS I KNOW .... BUT IT'LL BE OK JWHSIWHSJE
NAOAOAOAOAOAOOO *WATCHES YOU GET HIT* QISJWIDJDJ
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