#hopefully this hits the brainrot just right
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JADE LEECH WITH SIREN READER JADE LEECH WITH SIREN READER JADE LEECH WITH SIREN READER!! This is a huge brainrot I'm having rn. Jade leech with his siren s/o, and Jade, being the little sadomasochist, he is absolutely loving it. He loves his siren s/o so much. They have all the qualities of a siren (beautiful, charming, seductive, manipulative, etc). IM SORRY, BUT THEY'D BE SUCH A POWER COUPLE. (I would prefer fem! Siren Reader or fem! Yuu Siren reader, but it can be gn siren reader if you'd like.) But I'm sorry I could just see Jade falling in love on SIGHT!!
Characters: Jade, Mentions of Floyd and Azul.
CW: Jade is a simp, maybe OOC Jade, Siren!Yuu is gorgeous, Female MC, not proofread.
A/N: Hello!! I am going to name you Siren Anon. I will have a lot of fun with this ask since 1 it's Jade, and 2 Sirens!! This is my first Fem!Yuu ask and I am excited for that. I read a post that someone head cannoned Jade and Floyd to kind of be the embodiment of Gomez Addams in a relationship and I say YES. So Jade will be a lil bit Gomez-coded. I hope this was to your liking if you wish to see a part 2 feel free to ask.
If you like this Reblogs and Likes are appreciated <3
When Jade saw Yuu for the first time he thought she was gorgeous like any other student would think. Being a Merfolk himself he could instantly tell she was a Siren and considering he didn't know her he kept a note to be cautious, but he was also curious about her.
Azul also wanted to try and coerce her into working with him since she can easily manipulate convince people to sign contracts (And assuming Siren!Yuu is the only female in the school) it would also bring attention the only female in school works at the mostro lounge. However Jade ended up getting to her first knowing she is a Siren he had to be wary she wouldn't hurt his brother or Azul.
As time went on he fell for her charm and he was in love, or maybe was it her siren call? Who knows Jade saw her as a mate and he was down bad. He knew if she was manipulating him he could easily find out as Floyd is worried about her exploiting his brother, but getting to know her she didn't seem like that..right?
When Yuu takes up Azul's offer to work with him Jade gets a little protective as he loves his girlfriend he's wary other people will try to hit on her, or even try to court her so during shifts he will try to make excuses for her to go in the back, or help Azul with deals.
When Yuu comes to helping with deals she gaslights, gatekeep, girlbosses, and easily gets people to sign the contracts. It's kind of a win-win situation. She gets to spend time with Jade during shifts, and she gets paid for literally exploiting people to fall for her charm.
Jade mansplains Yuu girlbosses and manipulates people it's literally a perfect duo.
I believe Moray eels are territorial so I feel like because she is a siren he will be like not insecure, but more like Protective?? Posessive??.
I feel one day Jade and Yuu would be having a conversation, and they would probably try to manipulate each other into not leaving them I'd be funny. Jade is a sadist and he is a good manipulator Yuu is just as good with the both of them they'd be so iconic and powerful.
Jade would very much love his partner and would do anything for her. He knows she can take care of herself and will only step in if he needs to (Such as someone starts getting physical or a little too close).
If they were to get into a fight I feel like fights can become nasty. Not on the verge of breaking up (hopefully), but if the fight happened because of Yuu I can definitely see her going to talk to Jade when he's ready and she drops her facade and let's herself become vulnerable they both love each other dearly and I know they'd want to fix the relationship. If the fight is Jade's fault he would give Yuu some space before talking about it as well if she's badly hurt I feel Jade would be mad at himself a little for making you feel that way, but eventually it would all work out.
Imagine them becoming Mafia bosses and committing world domination????
I am all for that.
#twisted wonderland#disney twisted wonderland#disney twst#twst wonderland#twst#foxglovepng#octavinelle#octavinelle x reader#jade leech#twst jade#jade leech x reader#jade leech x yuu#jade leech x mc
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Just have to say your music taste is immaculate and your Spotify playlists have been getting me through my commutes ( and the Doc DBHC one get me through my workouts)
When picking the songs, are you just adding ones you already like that go with the vibe or do you find new ones when making the playlists?
WAU THANK YOUUU!! <3 Honestly, I found myself putting one of the dbhc playlists on out of nowhere and what a huge freaking mistake let me tell you, its like all at once the full force of brainrot hits me. like what, did i think i wasn't gonna be affected by all of the emotions that go with these songs? the heck did I think was gonna happen what a FOOL LDKFJDFG
But seriously, thank you!! I feel like i can be kinda picky with my music and don't often branch out to music reqs unless i'm like ~feeling~ it so i'm rly happy you like the music i pick!! :>
When it comes to picking songs specifically for dbhc characters, (i think i may have mentioned this somewhere else? i dont know what i have or havent said tbh my memory is so bad) -- and honestly, i do this with pretty much all of my character playlists i think-- i usually only pick songs that coincide directly with a moment, emotion, or event from that character's timeline! Which can be hard if i'm looking for songs to represent specific events, especially if I want to represent that event specifically from the character's perspective (meaning the vibes or lyrics need to be pretty spot on) but it's also cool bc it helps me sort the playlists chronologically while also inspiring how certain details of each event may go down... idk!! I had no plans to make dbhc etho go Wacko Crazy until I actually listened to the song Destruction and was like 'oooh this song sounds like one of the androids going crazy, almost like they didn't get booted up right-- oh... oh. oh. oh no.'
LMAO so its kinda weird! Not so much a vibe, and moreso like putting a puzzle together of songs that represent the entire narrative of each character! Sometimes there are songs i haven't put anywhere that i know will slot in, but most of the time its me listening to new music and a lyric or vibe will remind me of one character or moment and then i just start spiraling /silly
this is a bit of a ramble, but hopefully that makes sense! Idk man my mind is an enigma and before I know it i'm like listening to a character's entire narrative in musical-form in my head driving to and from work everyday
#yeah very foolish of me to think i could put on any of those playlists and pretend it wasn't gonna make me crazy idk#i can be brave. i can finish my exhibition#ask#anon#dbhc ask#dbhc music#dbhc#ALSO THE DBHC DOC ONE GETTING YOU THROUGH WORKOUTS IS SO REAL#THAT PLAYLIST IS SO FULL OF BOPS#dbhc doc is so hot for that /who said that. who said that
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Gorgeous
Inspired by "Fear of you" written by @sleepwalkersqueen
Note: Hello! I am very new to all of this posting stuff on tumblr so I hope this will be received atleast okay. But considering how nice most people are here I think it is safe in a way(atleast I hope so). And my first little story is a fanfiction for a fanfiction. Since I still have an absolute brainrot from the story "Fear of you" from @sleepwalkersqueen and it kinda kicked me out of my writersblock that I had for... Like 5 years? So yeah that is hopefully ending now.
Disclaimer: mentions of torture, english is not my first language, mention of mutilating, mention of psychological abuse
Summary: Howashi Amayas first thoughts while meeting with Takami Shinyo back in Tartarus for the very first time.
The moment I walked into the tiny cell my breath stopped and it felt like it may never return again. Leaving my lungs hollow just like my heart felt since forever.
Not because the whites from the walls and ceiling that looked clearer than the clouds in the sky, with the harsh lights from the room that burned my eyes. It wasn't the smell of something rotting away aswell. Or even how tense the room felt when I stepped into it, a pair of eyes glaring at me.
It was the colour of the sun going down in the horizon. The sky that turned this golden orange making everything feel peaceful and free. The sun that held this ruby colour one could sink into. Like the most beautiful reddest strawberry one could eat.
A red richer than a rose but just as many thorns.
Sharp eyes that looked way too clear for being forced to stay here in the most high security prison in the world, Tartarus.
If it weren't for the eyebags forming under his eyes I would have thought he might aswell just be a doll, too perfect and pretty for a human.
His golden hair that looked a little too sticky to be clean still hold something so beautiful it reminded me of the fukuroda falls.
And yet all this thinking about how good he looks made this scene even more absurd.
The silvery metal that covered half of his face, like a biting dog that needed a muzzle. His hands tightly held by heavy chains. Strapped onto some weird chair that doesn't let you sit but instead forced you to stand. No comfort in being a prisoner.
The beautiful red that was behind his back were pierced with metal rods and more chains. I could smell the never ending blood that came out of the pierced parts of the rods. How rotten it smelled, like a bird at the side of the road that was hit one too many times with a car.
A caged bird. A caged dangerous bird that for some reason made the most dangerous villain in this facilty look like they are weaker than this kicked chicken. They were stronger than him.
Takami Shinyo, imprisoned for theft and taunting a hero on duty. Multiple tax evasions, smuggling and so much more I can't remember.On his file was written he killed people but that was never able to be proven, for now.
Since he was captured by the No. 2 hero Endeavour he behaved god right awful. He only ever gives snarky comments and made the most hilarious awful bird puns. He fighted off any guard at any given moment and he even bit someones finger off that later was never found and so the poor lad lost it forever. He refused to eat and drink properly resulting in having to force feed him, that also explained why he bit off the finger, the guards lost their humanity just like all the prisoners afterall.
But even if he would have behaved any better I can't even blame him. Being tortured and having to endure the panic of mock executions surely messes with ones head even if he did that since day one.
Now I even had to start questioning why I am here in the first place, why I agreed to be here.
Perhaps deep down it was because Endeavour has been trying really hard to get one of the people involved with Takami-San out of this floor and I felt pity. Him trying to find someone that would be a better person for the position in his eyes. Resulting in him interviewing the entire facilty staff before he saw me walking around at the higher floors and ultimately decided I was good enough, atleast in his words and with the few words we shared with each other. Even though I was not a guard but a therapist but that seemed to make him even more sure. Laughing and telling me how much of a lost course he is, still finding it a good opportunity to break his soul more, what a cruel hero.
And now here I was standing, staring at the chained man that I only saw once at another time. Flying in the sky like a free bird. Not caring what anyone might think about a mutant using their powers they have since birth. How admirable.
If I could go back to that moment, before everything else started to go down hill. How he escaped the highest security prison to ever exist and how he tortured Imawamashi maybe while escaping, what a man. I wouldn't go back.
Maybe I would allow him this freedom he deserves, because if I know one thing for sure that is that Shinyo is not a bad person, maybe a bad human sure but not bad.
But to relive this very moment? Me staring at him with wide eyes and the most professional phrase one could say to their new patient.
"You're so gorgeous"
#shinyo takami#fear of you#mha#oc#ocs#endeavor#mha endeavor#takami shinyo#thief takami#first post#foy
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Eddie Munson Blurb
warnings: nsfw, dumbifcation, degradation, fingering, p in v sex, squirting, pet names(sweetheart & baby), fem reader.)
“My fingers make you that dumb huh?” He breathed out, watching your eyes roll back while you’re laid out in the back of his van. “Your pussy just sucks me right in, never will get tired of this pussy.” He groaned out watching his fingers in sucked back in as he roughly fingered you.
“I think you’re ready for my cock, you think so?” He asks with a small chuckle knowing that you won’t be able to answer. You were so fucked out by his fingers you couldn’t even form a thought other than him.
He slowly took out his fingers, smiling when you whined from the loss of his fingers. “Please..” You moaned, “Please what? Use your words sweetheart” he said while freeing his cock from his jeans.
His tip was right at your entrance. “Use your words” He whispered looking down at you while tears swelled in your eyes. “Eddie please fuck me, I can’t take it anymore I need you” You begged, you were practically twitching at the thought of his cock filling you up.
“Wasn’t so hard was it?” He spoke as he started to slowly find his pace. “Please hurry Eddie..” You whined. “I know baby” He replied, smiling a bit when he finally found his pace.
He started to thrust into you, he used his unoccupied hand to raise your head near him. His lips crashing into yours, his other hand near your tailbone to hold you still as he started pound into you.
“Yes!” You screamed in the kiss, your brain turning into jelly while he hit your sweet spot over and over with every thrust. Your legs started to shake as his tongue slid pass yours. “God, I’ll never get tired of this pussy. Too good..” He trailed off as he started to change the position.
“Cumming” You yelled as your legs started to spasm, your juices covered Eddie from the chest down. Eddie laughed as he continued to pound into you. “Taste so good sweetheart” He spoke watching your eyes roll back, mouth open and tongue out.
taglist: @gr4veyardg1rl @starboashee @strawbearyyyyysblog
a/n: this isn’t what I usually post but recently I’ve been having a lot of Eddie brainrot. hopefully y’all enjoy <3
#4doll writes#eddie munson#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x reader smut#eddie munson smut#eddie munson scenario#eddie munson fic#eddie munson blurb#eddie munson x fem!reader smut#eddie munson x y/n#eddie munson x female reader#eddie munson st4#smut#eddie munson x you#stranger things#stranger things fanfiction#stranger things fic#stranger things blurb#stranger things headcanons#stranger things season four
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Yami Sukehiro x Black! Fem Reader
Warnings: MINORS DNI 🔞 Drunk sex, slight praising.. just Yami brainrot 🥹🫠
The sound of your front door unlocking could be heard. The sudden noise made you stir in your bed reaching over to see if you boyfriend was there to go check on things. A hand reaching out to his side of the bed that was empty. "What the fuck?" You spoke softly. Sitting up as you pushed the unruly curly hair out of your face while you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes.
"Did this bastard stay out drinking?" A sudden crash and a groan could be heard coming from your living room. Throwing your blankets off while your feet hit the cold wooden floor carrying you to the sound of the noise. Your nipples harden to their furthest degree in the sheer nighty wore. "Ah fuck shes gonna kill me I knocked the pictures down." Yami whispered.
The beefy man was on the floor quietly trying to pick up the photos you took together over the years. "Yami what the fuck." You say. Flicking on the light switch on which made him jump and drop the photos once again. Quickly standing to his feet, "Hey baby I didn't mean to wake you." He gently moved the photos with his foot behind him slightly stumbling in the process.
Clear signs hes drunk ... again. This can either go two ways, first you guys argue about him coming home late or two he fucks you into oblivion right in the kitchen. You were hoping for the latter, sex with Yami was always so raw and passionate. But when hes had a few drinks in him the man turns into some sort of animal pounding your poor hole causing tears to stream down your face. "Stumbling into the house, knocking shit over you've been out drinking with your friends haven't you?"
You got nothing in response instead he was just staring at you like an animal with his prey. Arms folding over your chest that gave him more of an eye full of your cleavage, "Hello ? Answer me." He let out a small chuckle and walked towards you. His much taller frame standing over yours, "Your nipples are hard. They must want to see me."
One of his hand slips the strap of the nighty down. His lips gentle gives the exposed skin a kiss, that caused you to let out a small moan. "N-no Im still mad. Your ass has been gone all night." You retort. Eyes closed while Yami kissed you from your neck to your exposed shoulder blade, "Cmon let me make it up to you ... Im sorry." Using both of his hands to explore your body stopping right at the cuff of your ass.
Giving it a harsh squeeze spreading your cheeks as far as they can go. A low groan escaping his lips the man wanted you bad. He wasted no time leading your body to the bar that kept your photos. "I need you right now." He groaned.
Lifting your nighty exposing your ass cheeks dressed in your thong. Bringing his hand down to give it a harsh slap that caused you to arch your back, "Hopefully you can keep it like that." He says. Sticking two fingers in the rim of your panties easily yanking them down to your ankles. His hands quickly fumbling with his belt allowing his erected dick to spring free.
He playfully slaps his tip on your cheeks, "Cmon." You whined. A smirk decorated his mouth as he slid inside of you with no warning. "Ah." You moaned out. His length causing you to arch your back which made him grab you by your neck bring your body into his. His tongue darting out to lick the shell of your ear.
Each stroke was animalistic his calloused hands digging into your waist, grip on your neck tightening with each stroke. Being stretched out was such a blissful feeling, the warm tears pricking at your eyes, mouth gaped open while your apartment filled with skin slapping noises. "Fuck ... gonna cum all inside of you." He groaned. You could feel him throbbing inside of your velvety walls signaling he was nearing his end.
"C-cum in ... me." You choked out. Yami obliges filling your poor hole to the brim. Swiveling his hips to the side making sure he doesn't waste a single drop. Giving the shell of your ear a kiss, "You kept your arch this whole time." He praised. "Still ... mad." You pant. "We can go again if you're still mad." He says. His hands digging into your plump ass eyeing the mess the both of you created, "No ... get off can't keep apologizing with dick."
"B-but I thought that was our thing." He whined.
#luffysgomugomuprincess 😈#yami sukehiro x black! fem reader#yami sukehiro smut#animesmut#black clover smut#black clover yami sukehiro#black! fanfic writer#ambw#x black!fem!reader#x black! female reader#black! fanfic author
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Holey Moley Chapter 2
fanfiction
ao3
heres the link to the art that this is based off of :D art by @nicktoons-brainrot
warnings: blood, gore, angst, ambiguous ending
holey moley yo
Danny slowly pulled his way up the steps to the front door. He felt ready to collapse but he was so close. He needed to last just a little bit longer. Just long enough to get the ecto-dejecto and to get up to his room.
He twisted the doorknob and thanked whatever higher being watching that his parents had the tendency to burst out the door in a whirlwind without a second thought to locking it. He hadn’t needed to rely on it in a long time, but it was a lifesaver today.
Opening the door, he crept inside and closed it quietly behind him. He made his way to the basement steps as fast as he could. When he reached the door he pressed an ear against it, listening for his dad. He couldn’t hear anything but the hum of the portal so he pulled it open.
The lab stairs had never looked so daunting before. His legs were shaking and he carefully made his way down. Danny used to be grateful for how far below the house the basement was. It meant that it contained most of the sounds and explosions that would shake the house at night, but now he just wished it was a normal basement with a normal amount of stairs.
The deeper he got the more uneasy he got. He was walking straight into the lion’s den. If he got caught this time…
He shook his head as he made it off the last step and into the lab. Everything was in a cluttered mess, as always. Hopefully the ecto-dejecto was in the same spot as it was last time.
Danny walked up to the counter, scanning it for the vials of ecto-dejecto his parents kept sitting out while they were still studying it.
“Come on, come on.” Danny rifled through the cabinets and drawers that were on the underside of the lab's counters, swiping at the ectoplasm that was still dripping from his eyes. “It has to be here. They wouldn’t have just gotten rid of it.”
Danny opened up every cupboard and drawer until the only thing left was the minifridge sitting on the floor next to the counter. He eyed it for a few moments before opening the door.
There it sat in the fridge next to his dad’s uneaten sub.
“Here it is!” Danny grabbed the vial of ecto-dejecto and an empty syringe. He went to work filling it up, getting rid of the air bubbles just like he watched his parents do. He went to jab it into the crook of his elbow when a bang split the air. Pain exploded through his chest and he looked down to the hole that had just been shot through him. He heard heavy breaths behind him and he didn’t have to turn around to know who they belonged to.
“Mom?” Danny’s voice echoed across the room, wavering around the single word he spoke.
He heard a gasp and stumbled. He pressed a hand against the gaping hole in his chest and turned around to face his mom. He could see the mounting horror in her face.
Danny pulled his hand away from his abdomen and looked at it. It was covered in ectoplasm.
“Oh no.” Maddie whispered. “No, no, no, no!”
Danny watched as ectoplasm dripped off his chin and onto the floor. The ectoplasm was leaking from his eyes much faster now. He couldn’t tell if it was because he was crying or not. All he could see was green.
He coughed and whatever strength he had left gave out, sending him collapsing to the floor. The sound of his head hitting the tile bounced around the room and inside his mind. He couldn’t tell what was going to kill him first. The neurotoxin, or the hole in his chest.
He felt hands patting his side. He could hear murmuring coming from above him but he couldn’t make much of it out. He was rolled onto his back and he sputtered out another cough at the force.
“...what do I do? How am i…”
Danny squinted up at the figure above him. Right. His mom.
He pushed away the hand that was resting on his shoulder. She jumped in surprise and placed her hands on both his shoulders instead.
“-et me help you… “
Danny shook his head and the room started spinning. His eyes slipped shut. After a moment he could feel her gripping his chin and shaking his head back and forth.
“...Danny, wha… need the ecto-deje… for?”
Her voice kept fading in and out and Danny pried open his eyes again. She was still staring down at him. He didn’t know if he could trust her, or if it was already too late. But hey, he was dying anyway.
“Ecto-” He coughed. “D’jecto, stabil. Stabibble, izes… plasm.”
Her eyes widened. “The ecto-dejecto stabilizes ectoplasm?”
His eyes slipped shut again and he nodded. Everything was growing cold.
“Okay!” He could hear her skittering across the floor, her hands knocking against the syringe, sending it gliding across the tile. He heard the sound of her suit clamping shut around the syringe.
“It’s going to be okay, Danny. You’re going to be okay.”
He could barely feel the syringe where she plunged it into his leg. Everything was fading away and growing darker. He could feel her shaking him but that quickly faded too.
He didn’t know what dying for real was like, but his only consolation was that he didn’t see the light as he faded away.
#gorgi writes#danny phantom#danny fenton#maddie fenton#fanfic#fanfiction#phic#ectoimplosion2023#gore#blood#ambiguous ending#angst
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WIP WHENEVER
Got tagged by @aggravateddurian for this.
Thank you a lot! It´s been a while (I think. What year is it?)
VP
Currently on hold. I am moving in a week and my PS is already packed up in a box. But besides that I am way more hooked at things outside of the game so I will get back to that later. Still manifesting the idea to buy a PC later this year.
ART
My tablet and I aren´t friends atm so nothing much here aswell. Have two small things cooking, but it´s all concepting atm.
Another thing is a logo design I am doing for Aon and her bunch of Nomads. Really broke my stupid head about a name for the mine she built her business in and ended up with: Lynx´s den. Why I will explain when I can actually show the thing. Her gang will call themselves „Lynxed“ or „The Lynxed“. It´s a made up word from the term Jinxed + Lynx. Since they are a group of sad little bastards it fits quite well, even if it has a rather negative conotation.
Besides that I had a huge What-if brainrot for my writing and have some alternative apperances in head for blorbo girl. And for my main hc too ofc. Still traumatized by the Kurt art I did lmao, but need to draw the mfer again aswell. Will see when the inspiration/motivation hits.
WRITING
I am currently 100% in wirting and brainrot mode. But will get back into other things hopefully soon aswell. But I want to use the time where I am able to juggle some letters into smth usefull.
Like Napalm is still going. Last thing where those 3 „In between things“ and I am close (I am going to jinx it) to finish the next longer chapter. Fingers crossed the writing flow will last till I managed to upload it.
Another thing is Aon´s diary I mentioned (a long?) time ago. I really want to create something visual for it too. Baddieghest circus director @blackrevell enabled me into the idea to go for a Red Dead Redemption – like style with some sketches for every entry.
So far I have one entry about the moment right after Aon had to flee from her home and hide with her former boyfriend in Moscow - but no sketch yet.
The last thing would be the already mentioned huge What-if moment I had some days ago, where I stripped Aon of her Nomad background and turned her full Corpo (I think that just happends in this fandom at some point, does it?). In this AU she will be a high ranking officer at SovOil´s Security Forces. Through some circumstances she will turn sides to Militech and will end up in Kurt´s unit, serving with him, going to war with him and building Dogtown from the ground up with him. It´s quite interessting and insanely helpfull to explore a blorbo in a different way. Really clears the mind.
I wrote two little txt about it already but actually have no idea where this will lead. So far I had „fun“ with exploring the dynamics of Kurt and Rosie within this AU since it will play a big part in the beginning. Didn´t upload it yet on AO3 but probably will at a point (when I don´t get triggerd by the UI/UX of this page).
That´s it so far. Will tag some of you folks. But no pressure, just show smth if you like!
@cybervesna @blackrevell @olath124 @cyberholic77 @wanderingaldecaldo @dustymagpie @fonfan121 @universalwriter1994 @kdval @chevvy-yates @therealnightcity @theviridianbunny @breezypunk @cybersteal @streetkid-named-desire
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Trimax Volume 14 Ch 1-5
I briefly pop in from my vacation to bring you some thoughts on volume 14 because apparently nothing can stop the Trigun brainrot. Parts of this were written while incredibly jet lagged or on a train, so hopefully this makes sense.
Ch 1
Awww, sometimes Vash is a little too honest. And he forgets that he doesn’t look as old as he is. Also, what a throwback: full blond Vash with his original coat. The nostalgia is hitting hard.
The contradictions of Vash’s life and philosophy are spelled out so succinctly. He picked up a weapon of violence in the name of peace and he’s lived by that complicated word for so many years. And he did what it took to keep his own word. He covered himself in scars for it, doing things no rational person would do all in order to avoid harm.
The repetition of “That is how I lived my life” paired against the training montage and Vash shooting the coin case is so evocative. As is the past tense. He’s officially throwing that aside and making a choice. A choice to kill.
You know what I noticed? We haven’t seen Vash’s eyes once this chapter in the present, just the reflection of his glasses. He’s made his choice but he’s hiding behind a facade because the choice is killing him on the inside.
Vash is no longer playing Legato’s game but by destroying the coin case, he’s also given Legato a lot of power over him. I wonder if that was also on purpose?
Also, why is Legato suddenly saying he held Vash under control for 8 months? It definitely said 7 earlier in the manga.
Oh my god??? Vash slipped out of Legato’s control!!!! Truly, he’s so powerful when he’s not stuck in a hole for months on end. Also, spending that much time under Legato’s control let him learn it intimately and probably let him discover the weak spots so he could slip out of it he needed to later.
So Legato sees it too. That Vash has decided to set aside his ideals. And of course, Legato still wins because that’s what he wanted—to break Vash if he couldn’t kill him.
VASH WHAT THE HELL.
He’s destroying his left arm to get closer to Legato???? That is…at once a very Vash thing to do and not.
Knives’s approving smile from Legato’s memories is everything he wanted and it’s what Legato sees at the moment of his death. But part of me wonders how much of this is memory and how much is wishful thinking, Legato projecting his own wants and desires onto this memory.
I’m also obsessed with the brief glance we get of a child Elendira. Who is she? Where did Knives find her? Why did she follow him and why did he let her? She’s the only GHG we don’t get ANY backstory on. Not even a snippet. NIGHTOW I WANNA KNOW.
Argh!!! Vash gets so close but he hesitates! A hundred and fifty years of conditioning stay his hand at the last second. Even though he’s said he’s made his choice. But he was hiding from it too. His glasses have closed him off. He hasn’t faced the choice.
Well, he’s pissed Legato off and now he’s going to make him face it.
This is an eerie mirror of the “shoot” scene with Wolfwood. The way Legato holds the gun to his forehead, telling Vash to shoot. That scene almost works like foreshadowing. Wolfwood even said that his death would make it worthwhile if he knew Vash could make a decision like that. And well…the need for that has come to fruition.
I hate to say it, but Legato is right. Holding the gun to his head and not shooting is kinda cruel. That’s just letting someone feel all the fear, let it ramp up, instead of finishing it quickly.
And in the end, all Vash accomplished by hesitating is putting someone else’s life in danger.
With Livio’s life on the line, suddenly we see Vash’s eyes again. They’re a little wild and on edge. He can’t let his new friend die, the person Wolfwood sacrificed himself to save.
Legato knows exactly what he’s doing to torment Vash. He knows all of Vash’s weak points and he’s not afraid to use them.
I hate giving Legato any credit whatsoever but…he’s kinda right again. Look, Vash’s ideals are wonderful. He seeks to make the world a better place by not killing people. But the root of those ideals comes from something so twisted and idealized, it’s done nothing but cause him and the people around him harm and strife. His scars, his inability to connect with humanity despite his mission to protect them, it comes down to his downright saintly principles which force him to live a life that is removed from reality.
Sometimes, you have to make a choice, to kill, to do the hard thing. Because standing down isn’t an option. Standing down is the worse result. Vash’s ideals are beautiful but in the end, by keeping them, he is a dreaming saint. And saints don’t get to live. Saints are saints because they are martyred and completely inhuman. And does he really want to be inhuman?
BUT THEN. Who does Vash think of before he shoots, before he makes his final decision? Wolfwood! Perhaps the most human man of all. He certainly wasn’t a saint, but he wasn’t a sinner either, and he came to mean so much to Vash. His death hurt so much Vash couldn’t speak his name or think of his face. But now, for the first time in four volumes, we see him fully. Wolfwood, who killed to protect and died in order to save someone he loved, who also in the end, finally got to make his choice.
And now, so does Vash. And he does it for Wolfwood.
Ch 2
Does Livio even understand what’s happening? Because Elendira suddenly rose from the dead and went for his throat, and then she collapsed just as quickly. Does he know that it’s Legato? Does Livio know Vash killed Legato for him? This question haunts me daily.
You know what else haunts me? Vash’s face right afterwards. It’s so difficult to look at. For the first time in almost 2 chapters, we see his eyes and they are big and glassy. He has this terrible pained…smile, grimace? I’m not sure how to describe it.
Nor will it ever stop haunting me that Vash didn’t kill to protect himself or to get closer to Knives. He did it for Wolfwood, to honor his sacrifice, to save Livio. He took on Wolfwood’s ideals just like Wolfwood took on his. They changed each other…
I’m experiencing so many emotions, I don’t even know what to say. Vash is realizing how difficult killing really is and he wonders if it hurt Wolfwood this much too. Is he regretting calling him a coward? Vash didn’t understand Wolfwood or his motivations back then, but now he does, and he realizes what he said was so wrong. And knowing Vash, he probably wonders if calling him a hopeless coward was what set Wolfwood down the path to his death.
Also, did Livio find Vash somehow? I didn’t think they were close together at all.
I like that nothing is simple in Trigun. Technically, the Earth Fleet came to help, but they’re willing to do anything to stop Knives, including bombing and irradiating the planet and killing thousands of people in the process.
So Livio does know what Vash did for him? That’s gonna give him a lot of feelings and complexes to work through later…
The juxtaposition in this story always gets me. As Vash struggles with killing one person, the Earth Fleet easily decides to sacrifice millions in the name of peace. How can they, who are not part of this world, understand anything about it? How can they make that kind of decision not knowing anything about the people struggling and living on the planet’s surface? Killing is not the easy way out and it never was, as Vash has just intimately discovered.
Continuation of everyone telling Vash to stop carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders and actually ask for help! Will he do it? No, but saying it to his face is a good first step in getting him to understand.
Ch 3
Oh, this is one of my favorite parts of the manga. I remember this vividly from my first read. The first time the dependent Plants truly communicate with humanity.
The moment with the little girl just…oh my heart. For a moment, she saw the Plant’s memories but she also projected her own feelings. And that could have gone a lot of ways. People could’ve gotten scared or violent or taken advantage of a scared kid, but everyone’s immediate reaction is kindness. They help her find her mother. It just proves that humanity has a great capacity for goodness, especially when they can understand each other. Because every one of those adults has been a scared kid before and feeling those feelings again reminded them of that.
What they show is the history of humanity and Plants on No Man’s Land, the highs and lows, the good and the bad. The gratefulness of those first desperate people when they managed to get water from a Plant and the chaos and desperation that followed. How slowly towns and cities grew up around Plants.
Knives is experiencing all these memories in full. He might have to contend with the fact that the relationship between Plants and humanity isn’t so black and white. There is hurt and abuse for sure, but there is always kindness and gratefulness. One doesn’t negate the other, but it turns his strict worldview on its head. It should anyway.
People have warred and killed over Plants, but they’ve also venerated them, and taken care of them. They fixed them and cleaned their bulbs, had meaningful meetings there. And the Plants were always watching, remembering all their faces, and interestingly, there’s no malice or hatred for humanity in these memories. Despite how they sometimes waste the Plants’ gifts and abuse them, the Plants seem to care about humans in their own way.
Ch 4
It’s terrible that the Earth Fleet cares more about stopping Knives than saving the people of the planet. They’re really scared of Independents, and sure, Knives is more powerful than they’ve ever seen, but they took the nuclear option very quickly. It makes you question what Earth’s relationship with Independents is really like.
Vash’s hair it completely black now. He’s used up most of his power. He’s done and at his lowest point here. And now he’s haunted by everyone he’s lost, everyone he couldn’t save, whether they were friends or enemies.
It says something that he’s faced first with Legato, his first kill, but right behind him it’s Wolfwood, and he’s smiling. I can’t figure out what it means, but there’s something to it, like Wolfwood is the one who makes what he did okay.
But still, he feels like he’s alone with all of this, that this is his endless burden. And makes me so sad because he’s not! He’s been told that over and over, but it’s like he’s not hearing it.
What kind of victory is it to destroy an entire planet to defeat Knives? It’s certainly a sin like the Fleet commander says. Asking God for His blessing is certainly a decision in this case, one almost bordering on blasphemy, asking God for His blessing to commit a sin.
Of course, Knives is so powerful he keeps that from happening. But he’s become so inhuman to get that powerful. It’s been happening for ages, but I feel like he’s reached his peak now. Just look at him.
Vance loses hope when he sees the Fleet go down, but when Meryl and Milly see they’re still alive, they get right back to work. I love them so much. Life on No Man’s Land is hard but it’s also what makes them so resilient. They make their own hope and they’re used to working for the hard times. As long as they’re still alive, they’re not done.
Say it, Meryl! Despite Vash’s efforts, he can’t do it alone. The only way to succeed is by working together. Not just humans working together, but humans and Plants together as well.
Whoa, what did Vash do? Also where is he? Meryl and Milly found him but where did they put him? Did they just dump him somewhere while they kept working on making contact with the dependent Plants?
Ch 5
“What’s there left to see?” → Coming from Vash, that thought is so hopeless. It means he’s given up on Rem’s promise of a blank ticket, the very core of his ideals. It’s fitting then, that this chapter is called, Ticket to the Future.
Ok, I see, they put him on the floor in the room they’re working in. I’m happy he at least heard Meryl’s conviction to stand with him even if he probably doesn’t believe it wholeheartedly.
He wants to keep going even though he feels like he can’t. Some small part of him doesn’t want to die.
Vash hears the Plants! That’s why he shoots up like that. And they can hear him too.
I wonder what Knives plan is for after he’s done destroying humanity. Is it to find another planet for Plants to live on their own, away from the influence of humanity?
That’s an insane plan, but that’s Vash for you. His face in this section makes me think he isn’t planning on surviving this either. He’s broken his ideals, he’s lost the future he saw for a moment, he doesn’t think there’s anything left for him to see. But to his dying breath, he’ll fight to make sure humanity at least has a future.
Something about the way Knives screams, “Don’t touch me!” really gets to me. Vash is connecting to the dependent Plants, not him, but since Knives is fused with them, he thinks of them as himself. The thing is…I still don’t think they’re him. He’s taken away their autonomy and made them himself, but they are their own separate beings and in the pursuit of his mission, he’s forgotten that.
Oh, wait, Knives is actually trying to do that now to keep Vash from winning. He’s planning on fully incorporating the Dependents so they have no will of their own at all anymore. Which goes counter to his whole point of giving Plants freedom but when has Knives been anything but the world’s biggest hypocrite in the name of assuaging his own fears?
Vash’s beliefs have kept him going for 150 years. It’s what kept him alive and allowed him to do good. It’s sad that he never lived his life truly for himself, but there’s also something beautiful in him believing so strongly in the Plants and their own will, their power to make their own decision, whatever it might be. It’s a stark contrast to Knives, who isn’t even pretending to give them any choice anymore.
In their own way, Vash and Knives are trying to be saviors and saints. Vash for humanity and Plants and Knives just for Plants. While I think Vash goes about it in such a way that hurts him more than helps him, you can’t say that his efforts have been for nothing, that he hasn’t accomplished any good. He’s definitely saved people and Plants, unlike Knives who claims to do those things, but is really fulfilling his own selfish goals and acting out of fear rather than benevolence or actual belief.
But suddenly, somewhere, Vash has found some hope again. He wants to take that blank ticket for himself. He wants to make a better future and see what that world looks like. The only thing is I can’t figure out what caused this change of heart after he’s spent nearly four volumes now being passively suicidal. My best guess is that connecting with the Plants like that gave him some perspective and reminded him of everything he’d dedicated his life to, everything he’d been fighting for.
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I accidentally deleted the request- but the one who asked for my Sniperspy headcanons: thank you for asking! I’d love to share cause, I too, have enormous brainrot!
Firstly, I'd like to say that these headcanons are with Red Sniper/Blu Spy. They’re not much different from a relationship with Red Spy, but he has certain headcanons that differ from his Blu counterpart and he has a different scenario in which he meets the Red Sniper.
They met, formally and without drawn blades, in an uncommon rickety bar in Teufort. It began with a mocking barb from Sniper, who had just walked in, and an unusually placid threat from Spy, who was evidently tipsy and more. Sniper felt almost guilty looking at the man so disheveled outside of working hours, and lacking a team no less. It was dangerous; the respawn system was off, after all. He hesitantly took a seat beside the spy, and before he had a chance to speak, Spy’s tongue was as loose as local gossipers having overheard new profound knowledge of the mercenaries and their little fort. Most of his tangent was nothing of importance (especially his snarky retorts towards Sniper) and half in French, so Sniper hardly followed. However a small sliver of dismal emotion stirred up in Spy, catching Sniper’s attention. Before he went any further, Spy paid for his drinks and carefully walked out of the bar. Following the incident, Spy targeted Sniper for the whole week until they met again at the same bar. This time Spy was sober. (Of course there’s more to this, but it’s an abstract snippet of how things started to get the ball rolling between them!)
(Okay, here’s them in a romantic relationship) Spy loves to stir up Sniper’s gravelly yet elated laugh, and Sniper loves to rouse an infatuating bubbly snort from Spy. Whether it be through ludicrous shenanigans, tickling, and, god forbid, dad jokes (contrary to what you might think, Sniper’s the one loaded with them. He secretly stashes 101 so bad, they’re good dad joke books) it doesn’t fail to make the other laugh. They get extra giggly when they are drunk. Sniper pulls out his infamous dance moves, tripping on his own feet and bringing everything he touches down with him. Meanwhile Spy tries to sing the best he can, which is equivalent to a cat being dragged through a bagpipe.
They do, however, have a mutual correlation that when things feel quiet, it’s nice to stay quiet. They share the pleasant silence while lounging or cuddling, or taking up smaller activities. Sniper likes to knit during these times. It’s easier to prevent extra stitches and tightened stitching than end up frogging most of it when talking, since it disrupts his focus. Spy savors reading and drawing. Sometimes he doesn't have to bring any books over, Sniper reads himself— just not much— or he’s already left a couple books from his previous visit. That being said, Spy still never arrives empty handed— without taking his weapons into account. He carries a notebook with a well worn pencil tied to it. While Sniper’s engrossed, Spy will sketch the man, sometimes discreetly or right across from him. He’d earn a bashful murmur and a foot tap from under the table when he’s noticed, but he’s never told to stop.
Following up with Spy never coming empty handed: he also brings food! He normally brings it on days when his counterpart, Red Soldier, or Red Demoman butcher their turn to cook (which is almost always), but will happily indulge his lover with more sweets and spices whenever he desires to. Spy also brings gourmet and pastry magazines he’s had stashed or exported from Europe to Sniper’s van, and they both review the ones Spy could possibly prepare and return with. Sniper knows he’s not as adept in culinary as Spy and will instead hunt the local critters, prepare them for cooking, and give them to Spy to fix. Sniper handed a prepped python to Spy once and he came back with a delicious soup that hit the spot stronger than any game he’s had before.
Sorry it’s so short! Hopefully I can write more in the near future.
#tf2#sniperspy#bloody suit#tf2 spy#tf2 sniper#tf2 headcanons#their relationship is so intresting once you break it down
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New Year & Resolutions
So... 2023. As with many of us, it wasn't a great year for me. Lots of stress and struggling irl, family members getting severely ill, some tragic accidents... and with some of these situations being ongoing and big scary exams coming up, 2024 isn't looking much brighter for me in that regard.
However!
I still have my stories, my blorbos and my friends - and that means you guys - to keep me company and brighten my day. I don't know what I would do without you and all of the fun things we do together and for that, I'm endlessly grateful.
In late 2022, I (re)entered the Silmarillion fandom (as in, I was never interacting before that, but I was there), and in 2023 I joined and participated in a whole bunch of events and met so many great people - many new, but also a few I remember from back in the day. It felt great to finally, after all these years, have the courage to reach out and let you know that I love your works. Let's hope for another year of creativity and community, and I'm very much looking forward to what everyone has in store...
... which brings us to my new year's resolutions.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ I've started working on expanding my character pool, as some of you may have noticed in the more recent events and challenges I shared on my blog, and I want to continue doing that. Comfort is a fickle thing and I'm always worried I don't get it right, but I try to take it as an opportunity for creative growth either way.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ Related to the previous point: I want to continue using the drabble and ficlet events specifically to give gifts to friends, mutuals and followers alike, so once again: If you have brainrot or fun ship ideas or anything of this sort, let me know, hit me up, let's chat. I love hearing new ideas. And if it's ever something I don't feel like I can write or talk about at that time I'll let you know, so no worries at all.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ I want to continue being present for events, but I need to find some time for my personal projects as well, which I haven't really managed this past year. There are several ideas for bigger projects I have lying around and collecting dust (both Angbang and otherwise) and I also have old fics from back in the day that I want to rewrite and share. It won't be easy, especially with the aforementioned exams and all, but I want to at least try.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ That also includes requests I have yet to fulfill and unfinished events. My apologies to all those who have waited longer for something than they should have - I assure you, I didn't forget about it. I'm just a bit of a bumbling fool who gets too excited about her hobby and then proceeds to bury herself in too much work.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ On the other hand, I did manage to make some progress in regards to being more motivated, being more productive and taking better care of myself and I want to continue improving in that regard, be it when it comes to fandom or otherwise. I also want to say thank you to all those who supported me during difficult times - you know who you are. Thank you. I appreciate you more than you will ever know.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ As generic as it sounds, I also want to continue improving my craft, both writing and, dare I hope, art. I had several moments over the year where I felt like I improved or I learned or understood a new thing, but there's always room for more and I'm someone who enjoys learning.
I might have forgotten something so there may be edits, but that's it for now.
I wish all of you a happy new year and all the best for 2024, even if things aren't looking too bright for you either. Despite everything, I'm confident that we can get through this together, and if nothing else just know that I'm here for you, trying to share the things that make my life better and hopefully bring others a bit of joy too.
By which I mean hot angel porn -
Bye~
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Haha I’m glad you suffered enjoyed my ask!! I personally don’t simp for Boss, but your recent imagine was a delight to read. I’ll definitely look forward to future Boss posts if it means more dark stories >:3
Also, if you don’t mind more ramblings about Friend! Reader, I imagine that they know Boss is a “difficult” partner with questionable morals; but other than that, he does a good job at hiding his toxicity + crimes from them. And Reader, though not as rich as him, is very successful in their job—so much that it’s actually impossible for Boss to threaten their financial/ job security.
(I just say this bc I like the thought of Boss with a darling who is challenging in all aspects. He doesn’t deserve any broken darling + yandere victory rights from me lol)
Ohh and here’s another scenario!! After months of sexual tension, Boss and Reader actually hook up. He thinks he’s made progress…..only to wake up the next morning and find a fully-dressed Reader about to leave. They cheerfully thank him for the “fun night” and tell him to enjoy the hotel breakfast on his own. Whether or not Boss asks them to stay, it’s clear who won that battle~
Omg... Friend Darling/Reader who is on equal grounds. Please I think I've hoarded this enough but this gets my brainrot back. PLEASE...
I'm gonna be fr though but Boss would definitely find that difficult. I think not in a "oh I'm gonna stop pursuing" but in the "let's see what can be done to make you go down" yk, because I SWEAR he has the capability of doing so. I just find it very 🤔 since he lowkey would fuck around with friend darling's job if they said the word of what's happening there and whatnot.
(maybe... Ahem, a co worker trying to hit on them or even their superiors giving them a hard time. Coughs.)
(also please dont, give him pain and the struggle to get there. I am also not giving him ANY broken darling rights because he's irredeemable. Psychotic even. Man needs to go to therapy but even I'm considering to revoke that right)
OH THE LAST ONE LMFAOOOOO PLEASE FRIEND READER DOING THAT... Girl I am so sorry but atp, Boss is enamored. Obsessed even. He gives me straight up golem vibes from LoTR (I think? Please correct me, I don't tune into that media) where he goes "MY PRECIOUSSSSS"
On god the boss... Man good fucking luck reader. I'm just saying that if you don't have him obsessed enough to want you, you do now. I WOULD recommend getting someone who can ward him off though, since there's probably some that can help friend reader. Hopefully anyway.
#💌 ;; messenger writes#💌 ;; promising letter: one last call#💌 ;; a letter from: jessamine-rose#💌 ;; fine print: ''boss''#;; pls this haunts me sm you have no idea#;; every time i look for it in case i nuked it by accident one night its still here#;; and the demons#;; they yell at me to write abt this#;; but nah bro i need that energy for the 30 drabbles. not today HAIDHSISJSJ#;; i need to use it for fucking DOTTORE OF ALL MEN (not him but its an exaggeration)#;; orz orz#;; i wanna write boss with this concept.#;; but for now. i shall keep it down HAOSJSISJEK
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Izzy Amnesia Fic Update Part 4?
This will hopefully be the final writing update I have to make for this fic because it really does look I'll be able to finish writing it tomorrow (thank god), but today we clocked in at 21k, making this officially 1/4th the length of a "season" of this series (I know it might be hard to believe for someone who doesn't aim for any particular word count, just writes until the story/chapter feels like it's been fleshed out/hit its stopping point as organically as possible, but somehow, with no effort to make them the same length, both Seasons 2 and 3 of this series ended up 78.1k and 78.3k words respectively, absolutely insane that they're that close) BEFORE I'M EVEN DONE WRITING IT. That's the level of brainrot I have right now on this concept- and can you believe that when I started writing this idea, I was worried that I had lost my Izzy/Lucius/Pete muse because I'd written so much for Jim/Archie/Olu and Izzy had just kind of hit the end of his natural character arc in the series as a whole? BOY did Season 1 Izzy bite me with a vengeance.
Hope I get this done tomorrow and that all of y'all enjoy this monster as much as I do!
@khruschevshoe @possumsmushroom @little-bloodied-angel @fool-for-luv
#ofmd#izzy hands#izzy amnesia fic#fanfic#my fics#aletterinthenameofsanity#ao3#this thing became a monster and i am so sorry#hopefully no update will ever be this long again
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february '24 writing progress
words written: 7.9k
most words written in a day: 1,502
least words written in a day: 0
yearly total: 18.7k
projects worked on:
ya sci-fi book rewrites
sylvix pacrim au
matchablossom bedsharing fic
sylvix dreamscape fic ch 10 edits
planning some bsd fics...
works published in february:
none
february goals:
*stares into the camera* please let me finish ya sci-fi book rewrites. please for the love of god
keep working on query package
perhaps send out one query for funsies
finish editing sylvix dreamscape fic ch 10 and send to betas
work on fic at least a little??
maybeee at least touch one of my other books i.e. keep working on arctic monster book or planning space dads book, idk we’ll see
march goals:
if i don't finish ya sci-fi book rewrites this month you all have to kill me fr
errrm work on query package some more...?
finish editing sylvix dreamscape ch 10
work on other fics if i have time
keep planning bsd fics
notes:
haha... pain...
idk. rough month for me, lads. my mental health was hmm not great. i'm still not done with my ya sci-fi book rewrites and to be frank i feel like shit about it LOL. only rewrote like One Chapter and i still have like 7(??) more to go so....urrgghh. some delusional part of me believes i can still finish it this month somehow but at this rate it'll probably take me the rest of the year so lmao who knows at this point!! not me!
i did at least work a bit on my query package this month so wooo!!! a friend was helping me out with it so i still have a ton of edits to do on my query/synopsis but that's a problem for future me.
i did have some stupid plan to send out a single query just for funsies by end of february—and honestly i was gonna do it, but... missed the deadline to query the one agent i was going to query, and took that as a sign for the universe that it was an idiotic idea anyway. lol. maybe by end of march, but i am feeling so hopeless about my book currently that that's a very very big Maybe.
i also worked a bit on sylvix dreamscape fic ch 10 edits... unfortunately there was a big chunk in the middle i've had to basically totally rewrite bc i changed some stuff and also hated what i'd written but akdfjdk i really do want to finish it this month ;; i know some people are anxiously waiting for the ending so i feel terrible that it's been so long... hopefully i will make the wait worth it 🙏
umm wellll ALSO fell into bungo stray dogs hell this past month. i had actually been watching it since...september?? (can that be right?) but took me like six months to get through the whole thing, then suddenly the brainrot hit haha. and i ended up getting like three fic ideas for it soooo... i've been vaguely working on planning those! no idea when i will have time to actually write any of them (esp considering the 14938 fic wips i already have) but hope to at least keep planning them during march.
aaaand yeah that's all for now folks! 💃
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i'm having dino brainrot, ngl
honestly i need to calm down, bc i can't stop thinking about him... but then again, if you can write a sort of fluffy smut situation w/ him then i wouldn't mind. i just need something very soft and cute
something soft + sweet coming right up- thank you for requesting! <3 this is gonna be more of a drabble instead of a proper written thing but hopefully you still like it! dino brain rot is so fun he’s the sweetest 🥲💖
tagging some people that I thought would enjoy this too @mangogyu @thetigeragenda @lavenderautumnx @aurumness
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it’s suddenly very hot out of nowhere where I live so I’m picturing both of you home during a heatwave, your air conditioner is broken and both of you are kinda miserable.
the maintenance at your apartment can’t come by to fix it until tomorrow so you’re trying to make do with all the random fans you can find around your place, but it’s still not enough obviously- you’re cuddling on your bed to cope, minimal clothing on to reduce heat.
your head is resting in his lap and you’re whining so much like why is it so hot !!! and chan is just playing with your hands, kissing them and just doting on you so much like “i’m sorry sweetheart, I wish I could do more to help” :( but you’re like mmm.. actually yes? you can do more! you ask him to eat you out and he’s like “wouldn’t that just make you more hot ??” you reason with him, telling him if you’re gonna be hot you might as well be having sex.
he laughs bc you’re very silly but he’s very enamored with you so he’ll do anything you ask him to do no matter what! he helps you take your shorts and underwear off, tapping your thigh so you can open your legs. you rush to set up a fan towards his face so he’s not too hot down there and he’s laughing so much, he’s basically cackling like you’re always making these funny moves during sex that he can’t help but love </3
he’s so slow and soft with you, mostly because it’s so hot that he doesn’t want both of you to overheat. the kisses down your thighs, his hands caressing your legs, a sweet lick across your folds, it’s all so considerate and intentional. he knows he can get you to cum pretty quickly, but he wants you to really feel him this time.
you feel his head trying to dive into you even more, he’s practically pushing himself further into you with these deep kisses and movements with his tongue. you run your fingers through his hair slowly as a sweet encouragement and he seems to respond by giving you a soft squeeze on the thigh with his hand. when you feel your orgasm building up, you find his hand again and your fingers intertwine. your orgasm hits soon after, your quiet moans crescendoing to a loud moan. he stays down there for a bit just peppering kisses all over, it makes you giggle and he’s just grinning up at you bc he’s just so obsessed with you. he puts the fan back up on you instead and you both decide to nap the afternoon away, you half naked and him shirtless since he feels slightly more comfortable sleeping that way. his head nestled on you this time with legs tangled between yours with you slowly rubbing his cheek until you’re both fast asleep <3333 waaaa so sweet
#this was so cute I want more requests <3#dino fluff#dino smut#dino imagines#seventeen smut#seventeen imagines#lee chan fluff#lee chan smut#lee chan scenarios#heartkyeom#anon request
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free pass to share/ramble/intellectually discuss/lecture/brainrot about your original fantasy work 👀 bc i would loveeee to hear it and we’re reviving ask culture and tumblr’s unique discussion mechanism babe ❤️
MEG MY BELOVED my love my darling tytyty for indulging me hehehe ilu and any excuse to talk about my new besties 😌🩷
OKAY SO. we have our main character, ailsa, my beloved, who lives w her sister, eilidh, and through various reasons and occurrences (still in the hand wavey stage) they end up travelling w ruaraidh (pronounced roo-ray), a stranger to them but who they get to know. and we have also have arran who ailsa and eilidh have know since they were kids and who is heart eyes, head over heels, in love w eilidh and who has big golden retriever energy. those two are too cute. i love this wee trio
OKAY. MAGIC TIME.
bc ofc i had to include magic
ailsa has a keen eye type magic which allows all her projectiles/weapons/etc hit their targets without fail. but tbh she's good enough on her own without it 😌 owls are my fave birds ever so i was thinking about them and how it might tie in (and maybe..... just maybe..... when i'm finally on holiday next week and get time and recharge, a little owl buddy might become her friend at some point...... 👀 if i'm gonna write a book i'm gonna live out my dreams, lbr 🦉)
eilidh has magic tied to fate~, but it's misunderstood in the world. ppl think she can alter things and shit (IF YOU HAD THE CHANCE TO CHANGE YER FATE. WOULD YE??) but she can't. just sees flashes and visions and gets vague feelings about what might happen. so they keep it quiet and on the down low. saves people bothering them about it and demanding more of her and her magic than is possible
arran, my bby boy, he's a healer. helps out everyone. he's like the go to "doctor" in their wee town. he's good vibes all round, bless his wee cotton socks
ruaraidh's magic is undecided as of yet but i have Ideas 👀👀👀 but he's looking to save his sister who has been taken prisoner, so through an incident and encounter, and prompt from eilidh who feels from her magic it's the right thing to do.... 👀 they all end up travelling together
ruaraidh is like. so in love w ailsa tho btw (HE FALLS FIRST STORIES omg 😩😩) and doesn't Realise that's what it is and then doesn't know how to deal which disconcerts him and he's not the warmest and she's like wtf is his problem. side eye.(AAAAAAH)
but... 😌 but.
aaaand...... i'm just gonna....leave this here.... 👀
so yeah. i've been going through it. now i just need to. sit down and write. story of my life lmao but hopefully next week inspo will hit!! and i'll get inspired to expand. manifesting it 🙏✨
#ALWAYS FEEL FREE TO ASK ME MORE ABOUT THIS ONE#and it's been a hot minute since i got an ask about my work this made my day!!! what a delight to wake up to :)#thank u my love MWAH#🩷🩷🩷#ask#megthemighty#novel 2023
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re: flop posts reblog’s tags, i really like your smaposting and glad to see you excited about making stuff and talking about your fav stuff, but if it’s uncomfortable to you, i can lower my presence in your notifs? or do whatever that would make you happy with posting about things that you love!
AAAA no I’m genuinely so sorry I gave that impression (my tags were really really crabby reading them back looord lmfao)
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This is going to be a super long explanation but I really just want to clarify? And try not to misconstrue what I think my tags meant in more “critical-thinking” terms lol:
I think my tags were more…targeted from recently seeing the influx of takuya/smap-inspired posts but their…judgment/lost judgment related. I really hate calling this type of thing out and being complainy but I actually think its made me more bitter about the fandom? To be horribly blunt?
When I see these posts, I can’t help but have the initial feeling that maybe some still only care about Takuya’s piece in SMAP…when there’s literally four other men (sometimes five) standing right next to him. This isn’t new though, like if you look at SMAP’s history, its a chronic thing with Takuya being the star compared to the others.
And…this isn’t me assuming they aren’t fans of them all but…I guess the main thing is that if the only smap post I see from someone are just…Yagami…it kind of hurts, I guess?
Because oh…it’s Takuya again…which is great lmao but like…stares at elephant in the room (the sheer amount of posts of takuya vs the other members)
But then I’m hit with oh wait, that’s not even takuya lol, that’s…yagami …..
Which I know I sound like a major bitch because fan content is fan content etc etc etc
I think maybe it’s because smap means a lot (a lot) to me and I wish the opportunity was used to give them love and support, rather than seeing a chance to play Yagami dress up.
Which I want to clarify!! More!
I am not automatically anti-any of this. Using anything SMAP as inspiration for JE/LJ content: art, fic, etc etc etc is super sweet to me and I love all the little references to Takuya’s IRL career. It really shows how Yagami is a pretty multi-layered protagonist, especially when you find how many references to Takuya’s IRL career got squeezed into these games. Like RGG went all-in with the references, so should fic writers, artists, etc etc if they’d like to!
To kind of tie this post up, lol:
If you’re enjoying the posts, I absolutely support this and don’t want you to feel uncomfortable interacting. If anything, it makes me happy knowing that I’m hopefully infecting more rgg people with smap and pulling them closer and closer to the swamp (😈😂)
But more seriously, thank you, thank you, thank you for the support because it actually does mean so much to me and I’m so happy I can, hopefully, lend someone else some serotonin and dopamine with my brainrot beautifully thought out posts 😇💕
#im actually so sorry i gave that impression 😭#im leaving the tags for my own accountability#but they’re so bitchy 😭😂#had a splitting headache and in the middle of prep-hell so i was just overall ✨bitter✨#(which isn’t an excuse at all but…maybe a reason why my tone was way off lmao)#ramblin but not a gamblin man#long post
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