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neet-elite · 29 days

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↳ EVENT 08. Harvey (Corruption Kink & Anal)

Pairing: Harvey / F!Reader Genre: Smut 18+ WC: 2,616 Warnings: corruption kink, anal (m receiving), sex toy, strap on, consent checks, masturbation, established relationship Prompt(s): 12 — corruption kink + 19 — anal Event Masterlist: CLICK HERE!!

A/N: ignore the flimsy excuse for getting harvey to try out a strap on okay this is PORN we run with SILLY FICTIONAL story lines <3 anyway, i haven't written for harv in a year or so? so please excuse any OOC or terribly written moments </3 im trying to get into his mind despite never talking to him in game LOL.

His voice is shaky and unsure when he eventually gains the confidence to speak, interrupted only by brief bouts of nervous laughter as you hold the silicone item before him, seemingly proud of the size and girth of it, confident that he'll react the way you want. And it's not that he's intent on disappointing you, God no, so far from it! It's just, well;

"Are you sure this'll help me relax?"

He hadn't meant to sound so taken aback, disbelief tainting his otherwise genuine question. But the strap on you so happily wiggle before him is a little intimidating, if he's honest. That, and his analytical mind is unable to conjure up any reason as to why the offending item will supposedly help him de-stress, get him out of his shell as you so eloquently put it earlier on in the week. He's not one to judge, but the scepticism is likely clear on his face; he's never been the best at hiding his emotions. And neither are you apparently, his expression prompting the fall of your own after his admittedly meek questioning leaves his heart hurting a little, aching to reach out and cup your cute little cheeks as a soft reminder that he trusts you! He's just a little anxious, as per usual.

But, you make the first move. Like always, swooping in to save him when his heart is hammering and he struggles to find the right words to express himself appropriately. It's one of his favourite things about you, honestly. How you manage to sync up with him so well without even trying. The romantic within him pinning it down to fate, or destiny.

The look of sympathy you offer him is very much appreciated, an immediate balm to his anxiety ridden heart. Better yet are your sweet reassurances that follow.

"We don't have to do this if you don't wanna, Harvey," Though, the gentle pass of your fingers running up and down his already exposed thigh is all the convincing he needs to proceed ahead with caution, but still he listens to you. Waits for an opportunity to say his piece. "You can always say no— I just think that dabbling outside of your comfort zone might show you that anxieties aren't always telling the truth, y'know?"

While part of him understands that you only have the best of intentions, pretty words promising to help heal him— even if in an odd way. The other half of him is still anxious, fists balled into the familiar sheets below as he trembles before you on your shared bed. When he married you, he knew that there would be obstacles to overcome, difficulties that could—and would—be shared. However, he never expected this. To be stark naked in bed, the pretty sight of you in some delicate lingerie doing wonders for his lust, cock already hard and dripping precum down to his tummy without needing to be touched too much. The strap on you so boldly hold drawing his attention front and centre, gulping at the thought of using it in any capacity beyond decoration.

Still, he persists. Even if only because he trusts you. Completely and utterly, placing all of his faith in you to cure the doctor himself. Where he's failed, he's certain that you'll be able to help— and, there's the added benefit of making you happy too! Something he always strives for.

"No, no," He rushes to answer your acknowledgement of his predicament. "Like you said, um... I think it's worth a shot!"

Ever the vanilla, being pegged as you described it has never crossed his mind before. He knew it existed, of course, but it's never been a topic of discussion in his mind other than: huh, that exists. However, thanks to your insistence on the topic, even going out of your way to research and prep all of the necessary items for the big event, he thinks it's worthwhile trying. There's no use in outright declining an attempt, he'll never know whether he likes it or not without at least trying!

And he's been wanting to be more sexually adventurous with you, even if his thoughts revolved more around having you be on the receiving end of such experimentation. The analysist within him is excited at the prospect of potentially discovering new things about himself, whereas the realist is worried over the practicalities.

Which is where you, fortunately, come in. God forbid he explore the topic on his own, pushing his glasses up in an attempt to focus on the situation at hand, doing his best to not touch his cock to the sight of your pretty smile as you shuffle closer, finding home between his legs. "All right," You start, helping him spread his legs a little wider, toying with the beads of precum at his tip before grabbing the length of his cock with a teasing touch. He inadvertently bucks into the feeling of your soft hands, heat rushing to his cheeks at the cute giggle you let out in response to how sensitive he is.

"Let's warm you up, then."

Two fingers, coated in a mixture of saliva, precum, and lube, press deep inside of him. It's an odd feeling, not wholly unbearable, inching on pleasurable the longer you rest them inside of his asshole. But still, definitely, uncomfortable. Which is probably obvious given how his face scrunches up in inadaptability, slightly cringing at the newfound feeling in his lower half.

"How are you feeling, love?" You tenderly ask him, and it takes him a moment to collect his thoughts. Another few to gather the strength to speak with the pressure he's experiencing below the belt.

"Uh... Weird. I think?" He questions even himself, eyes trained on the way his cock bobs and jerks under him, matching the lazy strokes in and out of his ass from your fingers. It's difficult to deny that some part of him does enjoy the feeling your offering him, it's just that it's new, he decides. Yeah, it's just new and he's just anxious, worried about his performance, how he must look to you right now, slightly hunched over himself as an instinctual reaction to the tension of your fingers inside of him.

And the light laughter you let out given his response only heats his cheeks up some more, his own fingers tightly fisting into the sheets in soft embarrassment. "It's okay, Harvey. I think most people feel that way when they just start too. Give it a few minutes, and then we can decide if you wanna stop or keep going, okay?"

Okay, that he can work with. Once again relaxing his posture, leaning back against the bed headboard to let you work your magic. It only takes a minute or so longer for your words to ring true, for his trust in you to bear fruit— resulting in his body jerking forward at a mere prod against his insides.

"W-Wait!" He ends up gasping, surprised at the tone his exclamation carries itself with, but nonetheless he continues rambling. "What— wait, what was that?" He almost laughs, tenderness present in how his hand wraps lightly around your wrist that's pressed against his ass. He's not even aware that he's doing it until you just as affectionately remove his hand, cooing sweetly for him to relax.

"Told you it'd feel good." You smile, toothy and wide for him to further trust, wide eyes imploring you to show him more of what you mean, because now his interest is piqued.

With every curl of your deft fingers inside, as if pressing on a feel good button, his upper body jerks forward with his cock, spilling precum aplenty for the fingers you have buried knuckle deep in his hole. The once weird and strange feeling in his abdomen soon becoming known and hot. The well acquainted burn in his tummy that he so often experiences when you're touching him slowly climbs back to where it should be, increasing only because you decide to slowly stroke his pulsing cock in tandem with your finger strokes.

His toes curl with your fingers, huffs of air rushed out only for him to gasp it back in, half moans and stuttered words, he's not quite sure what he's trying to convey. One things for sure though, and that's that he doesn't feel so worried any more. The comfortable pooling of lust in his core convincing him to seek out only what feels good, forget about everything else. And he's about to warn you of his fast approaching orgasm, but when words yet again fail him, God can you blame him with the way your fingers skilfully explore his insides, making him feel things he never thought possible, his body does all the talking for him. Shaking under you, panting for air with every pump of your fingers, carding through his hair to clean off the dripping sweat from his forehead.

And then you stop. Suddenly and carelessly. And though he can breathe again, only a pitiful whine escapes him at the loss of stimulation.

"The main event waits, love."

Your reminder of the object to his side startles him out of his lust filled stupor, but only for a moment. For his cock remembers how good it felt to have you inside of him just moments ago, finding himself eagerly nodding for you to proceed, a reassuring grasp at your arm while you get yourself strapped up conveying the message of: please, I'd do anything to feel that way again. Once reserved, now needy.

To be in this position, that is to be under you and not the one on top lining his tip up to your hole, feels strange. Not necessarily in a bad way, but rather... It leaves his head a little dizzy. Body tingling under your touch at the excitement coursing through him, wanting more than anything to keep his mind as empty as it's been turned from your touch.

He feels you tug at his ass, a brief moment of shyness creeping up on him before you compliment him on how pretty it looks. A word he never thought possible to describe himself, but he easily trusts that you're being honest when your gaze meets his own, and he can see the matching hearts in your eyes.

"Be gentle, please..." He mutters, overwhelmed with love and affection for you as you rub the silicon tip up and down between his cheeks, dribbling copious amounts of lube over it despite how wet and pink his asshole already is.

He's not sure why he said it, considering that you are the love of his life and you've already proved to him just how good exploring new things is, helping him relax into the comfy pillows and sheets below as he wiggles himself lower down to get into position for you. But oh to have you lean over him and whisper about how proud you are of him, and how you've always wanted to see him under you like this, distracting him with words of praise as you slowly push the tip of the toy into his stretched out asshole feels so good, ah... Leaves his mouth hanging open and glasses slipping down his nose, a little loving groan escaping him when you kindly help push them back up.

Something as big as the toy almost feels like the experience is restarting all over again, feeling all funny and full in his tummy until you manage to work your faux cock inside of him enough to be fully sheathed. The weight of the toy heavy against his squirmy insides, his brows furrowed in sheer horny frustration.

"Gonna move now, okay?"

He doesn't trust his voice right now, merely nodding up at you as his hand reflexively wraps tight around his throbbing cock when you draw your hips back, squeezing at the base of it as you thrust your hips forward. And the pace is settled quickly, nice and easy and gentle enough for him to grow accustomed to the toy exploring his insides— helped by the fact that he's effectively masturbating in front of you while you tenderly pound his twitching hole.

Tugging his cock up and down, moaning openly at how slippery he feels, front and back. He can barely focus on your face due to his eyes continuously rolling back, body jerking up the bed with your every thrust, humping inside of his tight heat so nicely that he can't help but to compliment you. Spilling babbled thanks between sighs of satisfaction, helping you fuck into him by sliding his ass down onto the toy when he can; as much as possible anyway, given his laying down missionary position under you.

And the feeling of your nails on his thighs, prompting him to lift his legs up and oh— shit.

"Ah, wait—" He begs of you, but certainly doesn't stop jerking off, and he's all too happy for himself when you don't heed his warnings either. Nails digging into the fat of his thighs, pumping the silicone cock in and out of his hole at a new angle; one that immediately tightens the ball of lust in his tummy. "I'm close, gonna cum if you keep going like— ah, like that—!" He urges you for a breather, but when he catches your smirking expression, he understands intimately what you'd rather do.

So he doesn't complain when he feels you pick up the pace, a muffled slap! filling the room with every wet fuck forward you make inside his ass. Moans dripping from his lips, intermingled with half gasps of your name, whines for you to stop, or was it don't stop? Fucking his fist faster too, attempting to match your unfair thrusts, but he's too sloppy with it. Mind too far gone with pleasure to actually attempt to jerk off, instead just idly playing with himself because it feels good. Something he's scarcely done before, but you've brought out some new side of him tonight. One that needs and whines and begs for more, back arching off the sheets when your tip repeatedly knocks against that sensitive spot inside again and again, just like earlier with your fingers.

All he can do is silently stare, brows furrowed in concentration of your every greedy stroke inside, fucking his ass so good that he feels a little numb, honestly. Ropes soon shoot from his tip as his orgasm washes over him, thick and white. Spurting all over his chest, a couple shots landing on his glasses for which he hasn't the capacity to care about, not when you continue to fuck him through the good feeling. Making sure to hump every last drop of cum out of his cock with your toy, milking him dry, his tightly wrapped fist glazed over with sticky seed.

And before clarity has a chance to hit him, he scrambles to beg you to continue, to prolong his empty mind and the good feeling between his legs. The doting smile you wear upon his broken pleading is confirmation enough that you enjoy that idea very much so too.

At least for now, his troubles are far away. And, if ever he needs help in future again, he knows what to ask for. Excited about all the new possibilities your little experiment has brought out of him tonight, wanting to eagerly explore as many options as possible in the safety of your shared 4 walls for the rest of the night.

You wouldn't mind, would you? If he asked for more, a tinge of greed gripping his heart as he watches you fuck him all better.

#500 event!#sdv smut #stardew valley smut #sdv harvey smut

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kanekoii · 7 months

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hear me out.. xsoleil one bed trope 👁

like, imagine reader and xsoleil member on a school trip, and the room they booked had to be changed to a one-bed room :3

lyra’s notes -> i will in fact hear you out on this

pairings -> xsoliel x gn! reader

genre -> fluffy scenario + silly little hotel things cuz lowkey why is staying in a hotel so much fun

song -> pink cheeks - eldon

warnings -> not established relationship, food mentions, reader wears a swimsuit in melo’s but no body types or anatomy is mentioned for reader :), why does this take place in such a fancy hotel lol

VER VERMILLION ->

due to the sudden change in arrangements with your room in particular, it left poor kaichou insanely flustered and wondering what the hell he was to do in that situation. he’d end up walking shyly back into the shared main room in his black and red pajama pants and grey t-shirt, hair taken out of its usual side-swept style and tousled, hanging slightly over his rose colored eyes. in an attempt to make it less awkward, he’d make a small divider using blankets between your bodies. but before either of you went to bed, ver heard your stomach grumble and suggested you go to the small in-hotel café downstairs in your pajamas together. the elevator ride downstairs was full of giggles and some looks from the people around you, wondering why students were at a hotel, not knowing it was for a counsel trip.

the downstairs café was very calm in atmosphere, ver ordering a pastry and a hot tea while continuing to talk and crack jokes with you. god, he was adorable. as the night went on, he quietly encouraged you to head back to your shared room to rest, and you obliged with sleepy eyes and an equally quiet voice.

you had no idea what had went on while the both of you were asleep, but you woke up in the counsel president’s arms as he slept so peacefully, as if you were simply a plushie. you were wrapped in warm blankets and so was he, ver’s warm body drawing you ever closer to him. you couldn’t help but drift into a deep sleep again with his warmth as your company.

MELOCO KYORAN ->

she figured it would be a good idea to go to the hot tub for a bit to de-stress. she invited you to go with her with a smug smile on her face as she adjusted the deep purple silk bathrobe she wore over her swimsuit. meloco was more than happy to have you accompany her, it was just an excuse to get even closer to you. seeing as her hair was very long, it was tied into a loose bun high up on her head so the chlorinated water didn’t interfere with its softness.

you sat in that hot tub with her for what might have been hours as the sun finished its descent under the horizon and the moon and stars took its place. she was so enthusiastic when talking to you, in stark contrast to her usual stern and sarcastic manner.

she would flop down on your now shared bed in her adorable and soft, lavender colored nightshirt that hung over her body like a dress. her long hair hung flat to her head since she had taken a shower after the hot tub. a glance at the clock would tell you that it was far past midnight and time to sleep. meloco wouldn’t mind holding you in her sleep, in fact she would really like it if given your consent cuz consent is hot. you’d wake up with your head on her soft chest as if it were a pillow (booba 🤤).

DOPPIO DROPSCYTHE ->

why is bro so enthusiastic about this. it’s almost like he has a crush on you or something. he’d get pizza or something of the like that you enjoy delivered to your room while you watch reality tv with him. please watch 90 day fiancé with him he will become even more infatuated with you as he munches on his pizza while making the silliest comments on the show. his hair would be tousled and messy, his pajamas would be black sweatpants and a dark pink-purple shirt with a white design on it saying “#1 cheftecfive”. you couldn’t help but giggle at his shirt and how cute he looked in it.

you’d stay up with him late into the night until you fall asleep and end up resting your head on his shoulder. piochan would gently wrap a blanket around you and turn the tv’s volume down until he was ready to go to bed. he’d wrap his strong arms around you and hold you like a little teddy bear.

ugh imagine his deep and slightly raspy morning voice as he wishes you a good morning, holding you so tightly.

KOTOKA TORAHIME ->

she’s so precious. girl will be so excited to share a room with you and watch movies long into the night, so excitedly exclaiming how happy she is to be with you for your time together. she’d eventually decide to keep the movies playing even if she’s about to fall asleep, which ended with you holding each other, fast asleep by the time the sun began riding.

kotoka would wake up first, not wanting to leave your arms or let go of you and letting herself fall asleep. her onesie was so cozy to snuggle her in, you just couldn’t help but hold her tightly in your sleep.

you’d awake so happily in the morning too, just so excited to have kotoka by your side in her adorable cat onesie. she’d get breakfast delivered to your shared room, filled with giggles on the cool morning.

HEX HAYWIRE ->

oughhh he is so teasing about it. he won’t hesitate to hold you and be your big spoon in his sleep, brushing your hair after your bath or shower at night or morning (personally i’m a night bath kinda guy but yk) and saying affirming things to you in his naturally deep and gravelly voice. he’s so. ugh.

hex will wake you up in the morning with your favorite caffeinated drink and something you’ll eat for breakfast with a gentle smile on his face as he adjusts his glasses.

the way he looks when you wake up before him though…god. his hair will be more tousled than usual, his normally sharp eyes closed in soft sleep and the most small and gentle smile on his face as he presumably dreams a happy dream. you can’t help but fall asleep to the sound of his gentle and calm breathing.

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doudy · 7 months

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Helluva Boss - Fizzarozzie Bath

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Here is finally the finished drawing that I started during the Helluva Fandub FR livestream! 😈

I remember that evening. I spent the week thinking of what to draw and telling myself "Quit overthinking for once, you'll see on the spot". As a result, the canvas stayed blank for almost half an hour in the public eye 😭

I knew that I was in a BlitzFizz or Fizzarozzie mood, so I asked the chat, and voilà. Then moment of panic, cuz I had to find a theme. Then I remembered that, as well as many others I think, when we got the episode 2x07 sneak peek, I imagined them taking a bath. It didn't happen, so I did it. (They need it, seriously. Btw, who else think they'll go on vacation, as Ozzie suggested?)

So I start drawing, it looks like nothing. I take pics of myself as refs. Sigh of relief, it gets better. A whole panic attack even tho I had less stress cuz I wasn't on the microphone, because I understood NOTHING about how to set it up lol.

Also, I figured Fizz's prosthetics are waterproof, right.

FRANÇAIS

Voilà enfin le dessin fini que j'ai commencé lors du live Helluva Fandub FR! 😈

J'me souviens de cette soirée. J'ai passé la semaine à réfléchir à quoi dessiner et à me dire "Arrête de trop réfléchir pour une fois, tu verras sur le moment". Résultat: la toile est restée vierge pendant presque 1/2 heure aux yeux du public 😭

Je savais que j'étais dans un mood BlitzFizz ou Fizzarozzie, alors j'ai demandé au chat et voilà. Ensuite moment de panique, parce qu'il fallait trouver un sujet. Puis j'me suis rappelée que comme beaucoup d'autres je pense, quand on a eu le sneak peek de l'épisode 2x07, je les avais imaginés prendre un bain. C'est pas arrivé, alors je l'ai fait. (Ils en ont besoin, sérieux. D'ailleurs, qui d'autre pense qu'ils vont les prendre, leurs fameuses vacances suggérées par Ozzie?)

Donc je commence à dessiner, ça ressemble à rien. Je me prends en photo pour avoir des refs. Soupir de soulagement, ça va mieux. Toute une crise d'angoisse alors que j'avais le stress d'être au micro en moins, parce que j'ai RIEN pigé de comment faire lol.

Sinon, je suis partie sur le principe que les protèses de Fizz sont waterproof, hein.

#helluva boss #fizzarolli #asmodeus #fizzarozzie #fizzmodeus #ozzie #doudy #my art

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eldritch-spouse · 9 months

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You created him, so I will shamelessly tell you that Livius is my favourite. Characters like him just have something that draws me to them (Not like toxic people but something in characters like him personality) I don’t know why I find in my heart the ability to sympathize with them. They hate the happiness of others because they want what others have, and when they find the person who will give them all the attention and care, especially love, they become very attached in an obsessive way, but I keep finding myself pity for them. I don’t know if it’s because when I myself get angry, I become bitter and get upset over the smallest things and I feel that those around me had it easier. I have problems with trust and jealousy, so I will not like my partner to be surrounded by a lot of people. I just want him and I to be together all the time. I think my and Livius are a good match lol

so if you don’t mind Can I have something with a reader who sympathizes with Livius? Who surprisingly and strongly don’t mind his actions, and always have open arms when he’s upset? like they understand his personality and that he isn’t a mentally healthy partner, but the reader doesn’t mind because they themselves are not healthy for a relationship, have a good day one of my favorite monsters writers! *kiss on the cheek*

[I can definitely empathize a bit with the feelings you occasionally have, and I'm flattered to hear Livius makes you feel entertained the most- But I always like to stress that, no matter how much you might feel partially seen, these characters are still deplorable losers deep down. So don't let your sympathy blind you, because that's how you end up in their arms. <:7]

What you described is essentially the "perfect match" scenario, but with total self-awareness from the the part of the Queen, which is about as "sane" as things can get with any demonlord. Maybe. You're both extremes, you're both not well, but you can understand him a lot more clearly than someone who doesn't experience the same feelings and think the same way. You know when Livius' thought process is going down darker paths because it's easier to put yourself in his shoes.

This in turn makes you able to model your own behavior to avoid confrontations, you can handle him better during some of his swings, and de-escalation is easier even if you're in the right because you can trace the mechanism behind his actions- Without excusing them.

And although Livius takes his own measures not to trigger similarly upsetting reactions from you, there'll always be a power imbalance. He's yandere and a King of Hell, you cannot expect equality. But you can attain something close, almost. You have an unspoken dynamic written in everything you do, and it works.

#Livius oc

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allura-raine · 6 months

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#selfie #sparkles #vibes #sleepy #lazy day #day n night #relaxing in room #self care #update selfie

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luckycharms1701 · 10 days

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🖤 favorite hobbies outside of your blog

🔐 something no one would guess about you

🧟‍♀️ scariest thing that’s happened to you

📝 last thing you wrote

🍌 what is one talent you wish you had

💔 is there a fic you wish you didn’t write

🖊️ what character do you not enjoy writing for

🌊 a kink you would like to write but you think you’d be judged

☂️ your favorite fanfic from another writer

🪻what is the toughest thing you had to go through, but can say you’ve successfully overcome?

Hehe 🫶

🖤: y'all may have noticed, i am terminally online. but on the rare occasions i'm not online, i am still online alskdgj mostly i play video games these days. when i can manage it i like to read actual books too. i am going to get back into cross stitch someday, i really enjoyed doing that

🔐: i asked des and they said that no one would guess that i like frogs, that i drive a truck for work, and that i'm a crazy driver. which. i'm not crazy i don't think. just uhhh inherited my dad's lead foot

🧟‍♀️: i um. hm. i'm not willing to talk about that, sorry. next scariest would be the time when i went on a trip to australia for three weeks and when i came back my family almost forgot to pick me up. i was 14 and it was the longest i'd ever been away, so i was already stressed, and i thought i was going to be stuck in the airport until i starved or something

📝: the last thing i wrote was the raph fic i just posted lol. but i'm working on a leo fic that will eventually hit theaters

🍌: okay. i know what everyone's going to say, but i'm going to say it anyway. i always wanted to be able to draw. i just. don't have the spatial awareness necessary for it.

💔: i think every work is important in a creator's life. creating is about the journey, and each fic i've written is a step in that journey, and i love walking. are there fics that make me cringe? absolutely. but i'm glad i wrote them anyways

🖊️: hm. i don't hate it, but i don't particularly enjoy writing for rise donnie. i write by getting into a character's head, and he is particularly hard to grasp

🌊: jesus. um. probably omegaverse. when it's well written it is very good, but all the poorly written omegaverse gives the genre a bad rap

☂️: easy. goldilocks and the fruity maple pancakes by des

🪻: okay. this is going to sound a little silly. but honestly it’s talking to people. there are more difficult things i’m going through, but i can’t say i’ve overcome them. but! there was a time in my life when i was not able to order food for myself at a restaurant. like, physically unable to. this lasted well into my teenage years. there was a time, in the not too distant past, when i could not physically bring myself to make a phone call, even one i wanted to make. these things still make me nervous and i’m not above avoiding them, but i am capable of doing them. and that’s a huge improvement! i can strike up a conversation with a stranger when before i wouldn’t have been able to open my mouth. i will be awkward and weird, but i can do it!

#talking tag #ask game

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ratioyangreal · 2 months

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FINALLY SOMEONE WHO HAS THE SAME SHIP IDEA AS ME! You are my new bestie! These two (Ratioyang) can go on for hours about random science things that absolutely no one else understands. This is made so much worse by the fact that Welt can alter how the laws of physics work using the power of Reason (which Hi3 Bronya gave back to him) so he can just make things stop being true if he feels spiteful (or funny) enough. I adore the possibilities for them and they're both on Penacony right now, so they could absolutely interact! They would be so funny together and either get on one another's nerves so much ("He's just a little attracti- NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO) or be making out within ten minutes of meeting.

ejfjkwjd hello yes hi I'm here to collect the fellow ratioyang shippers!!! , apologies for not posting sooner, life gets in the way smh, enjoy the imagine :3

~ 🎗️admin

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but LITERALLY??, they're so silly together it's unreal. Ratio just absolutely getting driven up the wall because how can that man bring the veritas ratio to his knees??? He's no dumb person; he's aware of what welt does to him, how he gets sick to his stomach (in a decidedly good way) whenever he sees him, but oh god- he does it so well? And how can he not know??

Ratio's convinced Welt does this on purpose, just to spite him fr. Welt takes notice, usually, but keeps up a façade for the sake of the Astral Crew, (and also because he likes to see how Ratio just gets a bit more.. withered at the fact he's being a little oblivious to his actions). He loves sometimes giving Ratio a quick visit, sometimes takes up a debate with him, just for fun,.

Welt would sometimes indulge the professor, though, letting him win their little game of debates, it's something he finds endearing about how Ratio lights up whenever he wins one. He'd love to smother the man in kisses, and he's sure the other would want to do the same.

Of course, neither of them would leave eachother alone for that long, I mean, one of them has to confess, right? One thing leads to another, and suddenly Ratio's able to burst open Welt's room door on the Express, pull him in by the collar, and aggressively kiss him. Of course, Ratio's frustration is always temporary, when his boyfriend's right there to help him de-stress.

I think their dynamic is so knowledge husbands (new ship name for them? /j), they know they're able to rely on eachother, whenever they want, and wherever they are. I also think ratio's able to willingly go onto the express whenever he pleases, not just because he has a visitor's pass, but also because I think he literally could just draw open a portal using a piece of chalk. And walk in. Lol.

#dr ratio #honkai star rail #hsr #welt yang #writing #ratioyang #hsr rarepairs #rarepairs #rarepair #they're gay your honor #sO WHAT IF THEY'RE MARRIED #i think they're very silly people #knowledge husbands #should that be their new ship name??#it's giving gay #it's giving gay and in love real #🎀/🎗️ admin #🎀#🎗️

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goldentigerfestival · 5 months

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UNO REVERSE CARD - TELL ME /YOUR/ FAVORITE FLURI HEADCANON THAT YOU REALLY LOVE! >:3c

now imagine if i draw 4 you and make u draw 4 headcanons-

off the top of my head I don't know if I can pick a favorite, but I'll make up for it by giving two, so you can have one angst and one cute one-

For angst hours:

During act 2, both of them stressed to hell and back over each other and didn't sleep well until they resolved things, because they'd be up at night with their minds wandering to all worst case scenarios. They never cried about it, but they felt like they wanted to out of the stress and frustration, and they felt sick to their stomachs a lot. There was always the lingering fear of "what if I have to kill him", and then they'd remember each other as children together and when they were teens together and just be like... no I can't do it.

They'll tell each other they will, but they also wonder if that's just a deterrent and not a promise. Not just a deterrent because they wouldn't want to be killed, but because they don't want the other to go through the pain of having to do it and keep living the rest of their lives knowing they did that when there had to be another answer. But ultimately, all it takes is remembering growing up together and they just sit there at night like... no I can't do that, I can't.

For happy hours:

Whenever Flynn's with the group ala DE, going to an inn is always wild because nobody knows who is going to end up sharing a bed with who (and Yuri is so over sharing a bed with Karol because the boy never shuts up in his sleep and sometimes has full conversations with himself... which that at least I'm taking right from canon LOL). When it's Yuri and Flynn, it's Raven's turn to Oh No because eventually he comes to recognize how bad they are at falling asleep.

Basically, because so much has been happening and they've been kept apart repeatedly, when they actually get to spend time together, they just. don't. shut. up. They start talking about some random ass shit in bed and they'll just start laughing and getting loud and Raven now has mister sleep talker right next to him (who sleep talks right through all their nonsense) and these two dumbasses who can't stop acting like schoolgirls together - and it's not even about each other - half the time they're talking about some stupid shit that happened some ten years ago. Some random guy in the Lower Quarter tripped and fell flat on his face ten years ago? Yeah, they still remember that.

Sometimes Karol will respond to them in his sleep and Yuri will answer back to see if Karol will respond, and sometimes he does. Raven swears he's going to go insane and he knows he can't just ask the girls to sleep in their room because he's bullshitted being a skirt chaser for so long that his desperation here will be misconstrued.

And like, they'll calm down one day. When they're always together, once they've settled down and see each other often enough, they'll calm down. They won't have to use nighttime as their downtime to actually be their true selves and relax... but unfortunately by then the journey will be long over and poor old Raven will already have suffered.

#crestfallencrest #GTF Ask #Fluri

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