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glitchyk · 20 hours

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Okay randomness for my dragon trainers au idea, so, how I think my moots/friends would fit into it.

How (off the top of my head) I feel like my moots would be in the dragon au

@moshieee

a dragon caretaker perhaps, they seem like the kind of person that would just sort of chill with their existence, you’re someone who’s always so caring, and honestly you probably tire yourself out with all the care you give to the dragons and your friends, I can already think of a dragon that would definitely muzzle up to you and make you lay on the couch to take a break.

@unfunnyaceartist

you strike me as someone who would be too scared to interact with dragons in general, but end up doing it after a while and gaining confidence like with everything you do. Maybe you’d just care for your dragon, or maybe you’d even start going into dragon related sports/competitions (I’ll explain those another time)

@vexation-816

I feel like you’d be a dragon trainer, as in training them to do tricks and stuff, like how for example there’s a dragon that has somewhat fluff on the top of its tail, and I bet you’d try to teach it to paint with it.

@cringelord000

I feel like you’d be the dopey rookie in dragon racing/pos since you seem not confident sometimes with things, but I know you have the ability. Maybe you’d be all bark and no bite and you’d get scared right as you take off, but either way, at least you’re trying and that’s what both your dragon companion and everyone else loves about you.

@voidmin

okay so if cringe is a rookie dragon racer, I feel like you’re right by his side, like even if you might sometimes do better and go up in the ‘rankings’ you still stay close with your buddy

@dia-smthidk

honestly, I feel like you’d just have a normal kind of job, since you just seem like the type, you’d just be around peacefully, yet probably have a soft side for the baby dragons.

@darken-hollow

you seem like the kind that would just sit in the sun for a bit with your dragon companion if you have one, I don’t know you well, but I’d say that you’d probably not do much out of choice. You’d just peacefully exist with yours.

@gummy-axolotl

I feel like (if you aren’t scared of them) you’d have a soft spot for the dragons especially as babies, you might just work with baby dragons

@lilithloves-you

either caretaker, or you’d be interested in pageants and all that, since I know you love designing outfits and so I feel like maybe you’d be designing things for dragon related sports or just showing ways to keep a dragon cared for correctly. Perhaps also a sort of advisor at the same time? I feel like you’d get to know them enough that you could give people advice on how to care for their companion or any other dragon- or just people in general.

@rabid-mercenary16

I feel like perhaps you’d either be a racer, or realistically, a caretaker. You’d probably be similar to Lilith in that aspect because god damn y’all have good designs for stuff and you’re both so amazing with outfits- so are others like ace and all but I feel like you two are just so pinpoint awesome with it. Maybe you’d even be a ‘foster’ parent for dragons that used to be ‘human owned’ and are too domesticated to survive on their own/have problems, and you’d have your hands way too full with it.

@gennefarious he vibes with dragons def

@onimusha095

you’d catch them like Pokémon/j but I think you’d be a good caretaker, or perhaps even a racer since honestly I feel like you SHOULD have the confidence.

@chaos-ace

chaotic little person who probably met a dragon one day and at first was scared shitless until they got to know them.

@bixell-pixell

dragon racer. Definitely. With that confidence you have, even if you don’t have it all the time, you could definitely pull it off I think, or maybe that’s just me.

@bunnybunnsowo

it depends, I think you’d be a caretaker though? You’re so nice and caring of everyone, even if you don’t think too highly of yourself sometimes.

@neptunestoast

you would definitely be a trainer, or a foster parent, or a caretaker or anything that has to do with caring for the dragons, I can definitely see you excitedly watching over hatchlings and being so excited for them to hatch so that you cant watch them essential skills and get them used to people.

@anxiouschoco

definitely a caretaker of sorts, I don’t know you well but from what I’ve seen you’re a very kind person, so I fully believe that you could take care of little hatchlings or just your own companion.

@cube-was-here

Ifeel like you’d try to work with dragons.. yet still get spooked every time you see one and you weren’t expecting to see one.

I’ll explain more on the au later, there are many different kids of dragons I’d think you all would love, but I figured I’d just say some stuff now since.. yeah

Just the first people that came to mind

Also if you’re confused there’s a small description of the au here

#glitchyk randomness #glitchy aus #glitchyk au #glitchyk aus

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nyaskitten · 5 months

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Everyone who hates on Roots alone forgets Awakenings also existed,

#I dont accept arguements .#i rewatched awakenings just now and its so... unsatisfying holy shit #they have to wrap up two different character's 'im powerless rn i cant do this thing' arc #so they have nya try trap boreal under ice. an ability which was set up to be VERY useful only to NEVER be fucking acknowledged again #and they then said 'nah she couldnt beat boreal kai has to do that'#and they also have to restore zane in this ep and get home and have to have a big fight and holy shit ik s11 was like #them dipping their toes into fresh/new territory #but its just... SO jarring #11-min era ur awesome. but wow it has a lot of underwhelming stuff ...#ninjago #raine's rambles

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st4rstudent · 4 months

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I think every social media website should have an effective tagging system, just my thoughts

#clemramble #i want to post some more of my art on twt but i also want to tag it effectively but idk how the tagging system works on there #since hashtags seem to do very little on there #if theres one thing tumblr has done right its the tagging system . this is awesome i love putting things in tags like its me whispering #directly into your ear extra info that you really didnt need to know #and also the ability to mute hashtags is awesome. even if it doesnt completely hide it #twt is so weird in its hidden words. i have so much stuff blocked on there but the moment it gets popular the system just #doesnt work and im stuck seeing it all again. very annoying.#anyways yeah this is also a call if any one knows how the muting system on twt works and how i should best tag my stuff.please share #your wisdom. if you dont mind. i asked on twt but my regular posts kind of flop if its not art. not that i mind but the point remains #..i had thought about making another account just dedicated to like ship stuff on twt bc i have enough stuff to do that but #would it be unnecessary? idk . ignore this part sorry im rambling outloud to myself virtually through tags #i might just end up not posting it there. its like a little tumblr exclusive #im not even scared anymore ive bossed up. twt just makes me feel awkward now. its like when you enter a giant classroom and theres no empty #seats so youre forced to go up and down the isles trying to find a spot that open

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your-turn-to-role · 1 year

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been working my way through the lovm s2 q&as that are on youtube

and like! love them as always, the cast is great, great to hear them talk about this stuff

but also. i took like a year ish hiatus from this fandom before tlovm pulled me back in, and in that time i, among other things, finished my theatre degree

and god does this hit different when you're a week out from the professional opening of an original musical you wrote with like 7 other people, and are also not just a performer in but the music director of

#my life for the last week has literally been rehearsal/choreo practice/typing up sheet music/watching cr/sleep that's it #and like it's great and i love it #but also we've hit the crunch time of every creative project where you have to just start murdering your babies #which is also why im never gonna be mad at the cr cast for places where the show didn't live up to the campaign #because nothing is ever finished to its ideal form #and i was leading band rehearsal last night just watching as parts of this show i poured my soul into get cut for time #and it's gotta happen! but god that is just The Mood right now #though on a lighter note just all the talk of going back on this or that or letting the creative people you hire do their jobs #also something i've been really enjoying the past few months #our live band is awesome and it's great seeing what they do to my songs #but yeah im just here watching and every aspect of this fucking show is flashing before my eyes #hey remember three years ago when the extent of my ability was making up that recreation of yasha playing her harp?#yeah i write for musical theatre now #how the turntables and all that

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bumbleblurr · 1 year

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I gotta hold myself accountable to when I'm making content that's not really based on canon at all, so I remain self aware & whatnot, but I still occasionally think things like "but blurr should be arcee's number one fan 🥺.... bc i said so........"

#🐝 could you repeat the last part? 🟦#i make a good effort to stay self aware bc i dont want to lost in fanon delusion. i cant let that happen to me #also it would be hypocritical of me to go ''i dislike this fanon it has no basis in canon''#when i also like making up shit if it's interesting #so i make it clear that im just picky abt hcs and stuff like that #for me to enjoy them they gotta contribute something interesting to the source material but not come out of left field #and i dont rlly care for edgy stuff if it doesnt rlly serve much purpose #so i dont rlly care for hcs like ''bee is ACTUALLY megatrons great nephew once removed !!!!!!!!!!!!''#they do nothing for me i just go ''man i dont care'' and turn around #like thats just personal taste though and im a notoriously particular & picky person so. who cares what i think u get what i mean #though u should care abt arcee fanboy blurr bc its good and awesome alright /hj #IT THINK ITS FUN AND CONTRIBUTES AN INTERESTING TAKE ON CANON ...#bc blurr admiring arcee 1) makes sense bc arcee is genuinely a badass & literally worked in the same division he does #2) brings more focus to the parallel between them about how they got seriously injured in ways that impact their most notable qualities #(arcee having her memories wiped when her mind is one of her most important qualities as a school teacher & intel agent)#(blurr having his body damaged & handicapped when speed achieved by his physical athletic ability is a defining part of his character)#3) solidarity in that trauma baby. and arcee can be blurr's gramama (applause amazing brilliant we love to see it)#and also who doesnt love to see blurr having girlbosses idols. arcee inspires him to be a girlboss too #see this is how ridiculous i am i have to have these detailed thoughts abt hcs i cant just go stupid #no i cant change this about myself btw #i am pretentious at heart i have to be like this with media i enjoy #but still i always try to indicate that i am aware that my hcs are just fan interpretations of stuff so i dont like #accidentally come off as me forcing my ideas of canon onto other ppl like. this is just my lego city that im building i know of my bullshit #though i still do draw deep lines for things like . blurr being social (shudders)

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rohirric-hunter · 1 year

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This is my second favorite part about playing Skyrim. Sir. You have an arrow. In your face. I definitely understand your motivation for trying to kill me, what I do not understand is the how.

#skyrim #also featuring one of the many awesome dual-wielding animations available to npcs in skyrim in the background #despite the fact that all npcs can theoretically dual wield in this manner none of them ever will #because this ability is locked behind a ton of windows and popups and very nonintuitive button presses in the ck #where you will eventually find a checkbox that is unchecked by default #i checked it for all my rangers (except lothrandir because when its checked it overrides his preference for hand to hand)#and i dont know why its unchecked by default because its super cool and there arent any problems with it #i mean i guess it makes enemies a bit more dangerous and harder to block but its just an added challenge #i never block anyway #oh yeah also speaking of rangercamp candaith is STILL heading down to the sleeping giant for some reason all the time #which makes sense i never did have a chance to dig around and see why he was doing that #but it does show that it wasnt a crazy random glitch #although these custom followers really dont behave like normal skyrim followers in a lot of ways #or even npcs #like when theyre not active followers #one of their patrol points goes near a random encounter spawn point so sometimes theyll get into fights while patrolling #and i saw candaith SNEAKING while doing this once? like? on his own? he was just doing npc things not a follower #and he was SNEAKING #when has anyone seen an npc sneaking in skyrim? because i never have outside of scripted events

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sneefsnorf · 3 days

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OH HEY!! do you have final thoguhts on ultrakill and gabriel and the v's and everything :333333 <- my agenda

machine. ive spent my life loved and revered by my people and my church. i trusted my institution and my Father because i never had a reason not to, machine. the council and the people had such high expectations of me and i always rose to meet them. my achievements were many. everything was perfect. and then you took it all from me, machine. i failed ONCE. i wasnt what the church wanted me to be exactly and they tore their love away from me. its not fair. not in the slightest. ive been thinking a lot. ive been reflecting on the churches and the institutions of mankind. so many of them have warped the word of the Father into whatever will give them the most power. they use his teachings to break down and bully those they hate. they grind them into the ground and humiliate them as much as they can, not just for their own self-gain, but for the sake of hatred. this is what the council has done to me, machine, and now i have joined your ranks. all their love for me revoked as soon as i couldnt be what they wanted, thrown from the gates of heaven like the queers and the freaks. i've joined your ranks, machine. i'm less than a person now. and i am filled with so much rage.

anyways thanks for driving me to the abortion clinic machine i really appreciate it

#sneefs asks #cathartidae #sorry for answering your question in writing from gabriels perspective i have issues stemming from how i was treated by a catholic institut #i have issues. im also need to do insane things to him like [EXTENDED CENSOR TONE]. sorry #ANYWAYS its a really good game and i love it lots. i really wanna play it myself but i dunno if my mum would be too pleased with me playing #an incredibly violent first person shooter. she's not too big on those games and i'd be playing it in the same room where she's doing her #phd. she would not appreciate it. which i totally get so ill probably play it once i move out in a few months #ANYWAYS i do wonder how intelligent the V models are. are they mostly just programmed to understand combat pathfinding and basic puzzles?#because if i was designing a robot that needs reaction and processing time as quick as V1 i would only give it the bare minimum for #it to function as intended. being able to understand langauge and emotion or do. idk complex maths calculations seems like extra shit i don #need my killing machine to do #but then there is the thing where V1 can scan text and understand which parts are important. and V2 bowed before their first duel. and she #had such ATTITUDE in the second one. cuz yeah they have emotions and stuff. i do wonder a lot about whether they have theory of mind #ability to recognise or even create art. all that stuf. there is that scene with mirage that is incredibly conceptually abstract and deep #but im not sure how closely that relates to the V models' own brains/GPUs/whatever they have #i think thats probably just something ive picked up from the fandom portraying V1 as not as emotionally aware or intelligent as gabriel.#(at least in a way we understand as humans) anyways id love to know more about V1's thought process independent of the player and how she #experiences emotions. anyways. awesome game. bangin graphics. bangin story. bangin soundtrack #also i would do CRAZY things to a hideous mass i mean WHO SAID THATTTTTTTTT

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l-cereta · 5 months

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Like everything is pissing me off rn

#it’s like my body recognized the unspeakable amt of random sadness didn’t fix anything so now she has to make me hate literally everything #the just like backseat background constant dysphoria over not having any e in my body is like. sickening it makes me feel awful #and I’m starting to really properly run up against the cost of hrt for the first time which is SUPER awesome too #and ofc there’s stress over this STUPID!! FUCKING!! ACTING PROJECT!!!!!#and that makes me want to kill someone #but there’s also stress about like everything else. and world situation isn’t doing anything #and also everyone around me makes me angry #and also everyone makes me angry.#like if anyone’s reading this genuinely go fuck urself u have no ability to help me and you’re really!! really stupid for thinking you have #ANY #idea what it feels like for me rn. and let’s be real you don’t have a solution either so what’s the point #i really really reeeaaaaalllyyyyyyyyy just want to rip someone’s throat out if I can be real #god i need to get any kind of sleep at all #EVERYTHING SUCKS. GENUINELY EVERYTHING SUCKS. ITS BAD!!!! ITS BAD!!!!!!!!!#i like actually want to cry #& every time i start thinking abt it contextually like actually I don’t have it so bad and all of these feelings are transient or whatever #i want to rip someone’s throat out even more #& ofc that anger also turns inwards but for the most part I can just call that as stupid and move on #but like: why the fuck am i treating a Tumblr blog where none of the readers actually care abt me as if it were a fucking confessional #i don’t even want to think abt sleeping bc i know thatll suck too I’ll have some horrible stress dream #god I’m gonna start crying again actually yall i fucking hate emotions can I be real

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norrizzandpia · 5 months

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Sooo my request is threesome Oscar-Y/N-Lando

Smut and Fluff

Y/N is a YouTube bloger and interviewer, she managed to make big interview with Oscar and Lando about everything: races, games, music and personal life ofc. At first Lando and Oscar sort of thought that YN sending them signals (way she is sitting, lip biting, teasing or too personal questions). They had a little pause during interview, and guys discussed what should they do next - ignore it or face it and try some fun. Obviously, they choose last option. At the second part of the interview its their turn to tease YN with flexing, slightly dirt chatting. Finally one of them asks YN - did she ever had threesome because now she has chance of her life. And that's where real smut starts! I could see guys not as Doms but I definitely can see them as cocky , especially when they maybe would have fuck-race - who could make YN cum faster in which position. But also I can see Lando and Oscar as gentle guys, which means that it will be awesome if you'll add fluff moments

I would appreciate if your smut would include dirty talking (but no too dirty) , female receiving fingering, males recieving handjob, female oral recieving, males oral recieving, various - 2,3 or more poses - with guys (but no female/male anal involved), maybe even Oscar or/and Lando like to be praised about their bodies and physique; while YN has some hands kink (who has better hands - Lando or Oscar...?) And some gentle , fluffy and warm ending

Maybe even with allusions to sequel... Haha

Hope that you will find this request interesting you may even let us know from your feed if you like it or not hahahah

Sending my love! 🧡

To my friends- do not read this if it is the last thing you do.

The Big Interview (LN4 and OP81)

Summary: Y/n never expected that the superficial questions she was asking the two racers would turn into very, very interesting questions

Warnings: plz yall will never be able to think of me the same, all the warnings are in the anon lol

Note: IM BACK YALL AND IM BETTER THAN EVA FINALS WENT SLAY AND IM READY TO COME BACK TO YOU ALL I MISSED YOU ALL MWAH MWAH NORRIZZANDPIA IS BACK IN BUSINESS ‼️

When she got the confirmation she was authorized to hold a sit down conversation with Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri, Y/n never expected to be where she was; sitting across from two men with rippling muscles and rideable thighs. Her mind was constantly wandering to the idea of her hands running down Lando’s arm whilst having Oscar run his down her body. She could imagine the way it would feel when his fingers delicately snapped the hem of her panties against the skin of her hips, pulling and tugging like his life depended on it.

Her thought process warranted subconscious efforts to display her sexual attraction to the two. Through the biting of her pen, her eyes trained on Lando’s subtly, and the crossing of her legs which brought the hem of her dress up to fall right at the top of her thigh, the two boys were left to wonder the same things.

Lando was barely paying attention to the words coming out of her mouth as he imagined that very body part dragging down the ridges of his abs and Oscar was finding it hard to not make it obvious he was staring at her boobs.

True gentlemen.

Nonetheless, her intricate flirting continued on with her impromptu question, “So, what do you two look for in a girl?”

Truthfully, it wasn’t that surprising. They had been discussing past times in which relationships didn’t work out because of specific issues, so Y/n’s question didn’t raise any eyebrows. However, with the way her eyes fell down to obsess over the shape of Oscar’s lips, had the racers thinking differently.

Lando chuckled, flashing her his charming grin that was undefeated when it came to women, “Conversational and beautiful.”

She restrained herself from commenting on the fact that her job was surrounded around her ability to be just that: conversational.

She nodded and smiled at Oscar, signaling his response. He shrugged, looking her up and down, “The same for me.”

Y/n’s giggle escaped her before she could think about it, a silence falling over everyone in the room as they all stared at each other like they had just stripped of their clothes.

“Seems like a good place to stop for now!” Charlotte yelped, hands clapping together as she began to sweat. This interview was gradually making its way onto her list of things to make sure didn’t get posted.

Oscar and Lando hopped off their stools, turning around and giving each other side glances as they noticed their interviewer walk in the other direction.

Lando hit Oscar’s forearm discreetly, “What the fuck is going on?”

The Australian nodded, looking at him in disbelief, “Do you think it’s a come on?”

Lando scoffed, nodding as if it was obvious, “Of fucking course it is! Have you seen the way she’s been practically eye fucking us this whole time?”

“Yeah, of course! But, you’re more knowledgeable about this stuff than I am.” Oscar countered, looking at Lando for guidance.

When the Brit couldn’t think of something to give, he gave the one thing he knew he needed to breach as soon as possible, “I like her and I know you do too.”

Oscar slowly nodded, eyes glinting with a certain mischief Lando knew meant they were thinking the same thing, “I’m down if you are too.”

Lando chuckled, “Oh, fuck, I’m so down.”

—

The flirting was taken to an extreme that had Charlotte wanting to scream at the top of her lungs and run out of the room. This interview had been so highly anticipated and the fact that its ability to be released went to shit when they came back after the break made her want to rage.

Still, she watched on as Lando licked his lips seductively at the woman in front of him, the girl with the rosiest cheeks.

“What do you look for in a guy, Y/n?” Lando tilted his head, hands rubbing up and down his thighs slowly as if he knew the picture playing out in her head.

She pondered superficially, “Mmm, I think I like a guy in orange.”

“You mean, papaya,” He winked as she laughed and nodded.

“Yes, Lando, papaya.”

Oscar was quick to jump in, “So, does that mean you’d-”

“OKAY!” Charlotte yelled, hands coming up to interrupt the banter as she walked in the middle of the shot, “This interview is over.”

Lando gasped, “What?! No!”

Charlotte groaned, “Lando, you can still get her number, dumbass. Don’t worry.”

She walked out of the room, huffing as the crew looked around and began to hesitantly pack their things.

Oscar and Lando looked at each other, at a loss for words at their PR Manager’s behavior. They persevered, however, and got out of their seated positions, walking the short distance to Y/n.

Lando started, “You know, Charlotte’s not wrong. I would love to get your number.”

She looked up from her notes, smiling and eyes drifting to Oscar, “Oh, yeah. I’d love to get your number too.”

Oscar’s lingering had her chuckling, “You wanna get my number too?”

She was joking, that was clear, but the way Oscar’s eyes lit up, her mind began to understand the implications of both of them coming to her.

“O-Oh,” She stuttered, mouth falling open a bit as she tried to reel herself in.

Lando, being as bold as he was, challenged, “Ever had a threesome?”

Both Oscar and Y/n choked on the air they were breathing, leaving Lando a giggling mess. She shook her head, “Um, no, but I’m not opposed.”

Oscar’s teeth peaked through as he clapped his hands together, “Perfect!”

His teammate rolled his eyes, “Oscar, too transactional.”

The three of them giggled, tension in the air lightening as they began to plan for the night they wanted to have.

—

“Okay, she says she’s in the elevator.” Lando said, eyes looming over Oscar.

Oscar rubbed his hands together, “Okay, okay.”

Lando’s about to ask his teammate what their exact plan was for positions and the way they would want to be placed, but a knock on the door interrupts him. Oscar’s quick to open it, smiling brightly at the girl they had seen just a few hours before.

She walks in, timidly, and looks around at the space before her. The hotel room is spacious, perfectly situated for the endeavor all three of them are about to partake on, and Y/n finds herself yearning for them even more when reality hits her.

It’s as if Lando’s reading her mind with the way he steps forward and assertively crashes his lips onto hers, his hands cradling her face as he watches Oscar in his peripheral lean against the wall and watch them predatorily.

She groans into his mouth when his hands smooth down the length of her body and move to grab her ass, kneading and pulling harshly. He digs her hips into his, grinding them onto him as to show her just how much she’s effecting him. It’s when Oscar catches sight of Lando’s erection that he moves in, body interrupting their ministrations so it can meet Y/n’s lips just the same. Wanting to be involved, Lando grabs at her waist, kissing the side of her neck, nipping and sucking harshly. It’s when Oscar accidentally caresses Lando’s hip that the two men stop briefly. Y/n looks at them questionably, but realizes they’ve had a moment of revelation at how good it feels to be touched by the other. Oscar steps closer, his neck leaning over Y/n as he kisses Lando, the two making out slowly as Y/n watches from between.

Their lips smack together while Y/n allows her hands to roam about Oscar’s body. Down his arms to trace over his back, and then to the waistband of his pants, playing with the hem lightly as if to get his attention again.

He pulls away from Lando, his eyes blown wide as she smiles up at him. His hands find her hips and he walks her to the bed as he kisses her, tasting the sweet gloss that makes her lips shine.

He can hear Lando’s footsteps behind them. The sounds are slow and looming, asserting his dominance even when he’s not fully participating. Y/n falls onto the bed, sitting before Oscar as his finger traces over her lips. There’s a small smile on his face as he stares down at her, “So beautiful, huh?”

His eyes are on her, but Lando responses quickly to an inflection directed at him, “Yeah, thought it the second I saw her.”

Y/n blushes under their words as her hands move teasingly up Oscar’s thighs. His gaze is locked on her as her fingers play with his pants once more. Finally, she moves farther, slipping her hand over the zipper and pulling it down. There’s an immediate bulge from the moment the clasp comes undone and her mouth waters at the sight. His boxers are bunched out, peeking out from his jeans, yet the hole strategically placed in the clothing’s design makes it easier for her to pull him out. His cock stares her down and she licks her lips unconsciously at the sight. Her mouth opens and she moves closer before Lando’s voice interrupts, “Ah, not yet, baby. Tease him first. Without your mouth.”

Oscar draws out a breath and throws his head back to look at Lando, the Australian’s panicked expression causing Lando to laugh.

“Mate!” Oscar exclaims, frustrated at the order.

Lando only shakes his head, “It’ll be more fun this way.”

“For you.” Oscar shoots back, to which Lando responds, “Try getting snarky with me again. You’ll see what happens.”

Oscar moves to counter, fire back something about wanting to provoke it, but Y/n’s hand wraps around his cock and he moans loudly at the feeling.

“Shit, Y/n,” She squeezes him perfectly, creating pressure and warmth as she begins to move up and down his length.

Lando watches on, his hand pawing at his dick in his pants. His eyes are fixed on the way Y/n stares up at Oscar, lips pouted slightly as she watches Oscar’s face scrunch up in pleasure. He loves the way Oscar grabs ahold of her hair, messily tangling it in his hands as he begins to buck his hips against her hand.

Oscar’s head falls back as Y/n increases her pace and he groans out, “Oh, yes, baby. I can’t wait for your mouth.”

At his pleading tone, Lando moves closer. He stands next to Oscar as he moves Oscar’s hand from her hair and replaces it with his hand.

“Open,” Lando says as he looks down at Y/n. When her mouth falls open, he directs her head toward Oscar’s red cock, nudging her mouth onto the tip before pushing it down further and making her take it.

There’s a small gag, but it’s drowned out by Oscar’s wanton moan. His head is still back, but his mouth is gasping for air at the feeling of Y/n’s wet, hot mouth sucking him so harshly.

She can feel Oscar’s hand tangle back in her hair, along with Lando’s, and the two boys begin to force her mouth further down Oscar until her nose is pressed tightly up against his body.

Lando’s coaxing Oscar as he continues to yell out, “That’s it, Osc. Face-fuck her.”

Oscar’s chaotic in his movements, hips snapping against her mouth as tears begin to leak from her eyes at the pressure. There’s a ringing in his ear as her tongue smooths over veins and certain dips of his cock. He can’t get enough of her and the feeling only intensifies as Lando whispers in his ear, “Like her mouth? Like the way it sucks you off? Use it, Oscar. Use it to get off. You’re right there, yeah? Come on, Osc, cum into that warm, small mouth.”

Oscar’s moan is choppy as he holds Y/n face against his body while he cums in her mouth. Y/n moans around him at the feeling as Lando watches her throat move up and down, swallowing harshly.

Oscar’s ears are still ringing and his eyes are still slightly seeing black while Lando pulls Y/n from Oscar’s cock. He smiles at her softly as he leans down and wipes cum from the side of her mouth, “Lay back on the bed for me, love.”

She scrambles to the top of it, laying her head between the pillows as Lando follows after her. She can see both of them clearly in this position, Oscar still panting whilst ridding himself of his clothes and Lando slithering up the bed with a mischievous grin, the buttons on his shirt already half undone.

“I say you deserve a reward for that. Hm? Does that sound good to you?” His fingers delicately clutch the top of her pants, pulling them down her legs while his eyes stay locked on the dark red panties he’s found beneath.

She nods eagerly, watching as Oscar rounds the bed to sit by Lando. The British racer pushes her panties to the side, the two boys spectating at the image before looking back up at her with dark eyes.

“Wet already?” Lando teases while Oscar praises, “Perfect, baby.”

Lando’s head dips down and his tongue licks up her slit. Her hands immediately find his hair, pulling at it when he nips at her clit.

Oscar has his cock in his hands, moving it up and down while he watches her and the work Lando puts in below.

“You like that?” He says breathlessly, “You like it when Lando sticks his tongue in your pussy? I bet you do, baby. Such a needy slut.”

Y/n moans at the words as well as Lando’s tongue finding her hole, slipping in and roaming around tantalizingly.

Oscar’s hand, the one that’s not forcefully moving on his cock, dances up the skin of her body to find her throat, squeezing lightly, hesitantly.

“Is this okay?” He says softly, an endearing look in his eyes as Lando slows on his movements, each boy watching her carefully.

When she nods with a smile, their ministrations continue, yet Lando’s are harder, faster. Oscar’s fingers pulse at her neck as Lando continues to tongue fuck her, all three of them moaning at the sounds emitting from the room.

Lando’s hands grip her thighs as his hips rut against the fabric of the bed. Her legs shake slightly and he’s quick to pull away, “Nuh uh, baby, not yet. Want you to come on my cock first.”

Her eyes fill with despair, “But-”

He shakes his head, “No, baby, what did you expect? For me to let you cum on my tongue that quickly? No. I want you to be pent up and ready to squirt on my dick by the time I get inside you.”

Her eyes roll back as Oscar’s fingers twirl against the skin of her cunt, massaging before slipping in her hole. Lando sits back on his knees, looking down at Oscar’s disappearing fingers in her pussy.

He can see her wetness pooling around Oscar’s knuckles, a sight so dirty, he wants to throw any caution and fuck both of them right there. He takes a breath, his cock painfully hard in his trousers and pushes Oscar’s fingers away.

Y/n whines, her head lulling to the side as she gathers breath. Lando looks at Oscar dearly, the Aussie’s dick still standing erect, “I have an idea.”

Oscar nods at him, his fingers slightly teasing the skin of his cock, before Lando looks down at the half-naked body of Y/n, “I say we see who can make her cum faster.”

Y/n’s head turns quickly as Oscar clarifies, “Like a sex race?”

Lando nods triumphantly, “Exactly.”

Oscar shakes his head with a bewildered look in his eyes, “Fucking insane, but yes.”

At that, the men pounce on her. Their lips meet parts of her skin she was never truly aware of and they fight for her attention, her direction as to who she wants to fuck her first.

Lando’s hands grip her waist as he runs his tongue down her thigh and her eyes are suddenly drawn to the way his veins flex. Taking his warm palm in hers, she studies the way his large hand grips hers. Her body lights up at the image, arousal coating her insides further while Oscar meets his hand with her throat once more.

“Like his hands, baby? Remember, I was the one to figure out you had a choking kink,” He smirks, fingers squeezing once more at the space just below her jawline.

Lando scoffs, “It’s a hand kink, not a choking kink.”

Oscar’s about to rebuttal, but Y/n gets there first, “It’s both.”

The two give each other wild looks, loving the woman spread out before them.

“You can have her first seeing as I was too quick to assume apparently,” Oscar gives, his body retreating back slightly as he prepares to assess how quickly it takes Y/n to fall apart on Lando.

Lando positions himself at her entrance, discarding her top and giving quick attention to her boobs before sliding in. His mouth falls open and his eyes squeeze shut at the feeling, “Fuck, Y/n. Oscar, she’s so tight. She feels so good.”

Y/n’s hands claw at his abs, their flexing turning her on immensely, before moving to his biceps and obsessing over the muscles there. Lando moves, slowly at first, and leans into her touch, “Handsy, baby, aren’t we?”

She licks her lips, “When you look like that, yeah.”

Lando shoots Oscar a look over his shoulder before moving quicker, “There’s a goal at hand, love, yeah? Will you be good for me? Cum all over my cock?”

Y/n nods as he positions himself upward so he can pound into her at a harsh pace. Her head gets close to the headboard and Lando moves his hand to cradle her hair, creating a barrier between her and the wood. His hips snap harder when her safety is ensured and his other hand lifts her each leg up and over his shoulder, reaching deep within her.

His cock springs up from inside her stomach and Y/n stares at it, moaning at the sight outrageously. Lando keeps ramming into her as he rambles dirty statements in her ear, “Cock-drunk, huh, sweetheart? For daddy’s cock, yeah? Like the way my thick cock reaches so deep inside you, you can see it in your stomach? Like the way my tip nudges your insides? Hm? Are you going to answer for me, love? Or are you too fucked out already to comprehend me? Such a fucking slut, you’re already gone.”

Her hand lays flat against his chest while her nails lightly scratch at his nipple, her eyes roll back and all she can get out is, “So good, Lan.”

He can see the way her eyes trace over his body and his heart soars with pride, “Like the muscles, sweetheart? All for you, yeah? Like the way my arms can hold you down? Or maybe the way my legs have the strength to fuck you like the dirty whore you are? Oh, no, maybe it’s my fat cock and its ability to make you stupid for me?”

She moans, “Yes, Lan!”

He can feel her walls squeezing at him and he increases his speed, if humanely possible, thrusting into her at a rate so aggressive, Y/n sees stars. There’s a moment of clarity, where all she sees is him, before the world bursts around her and her body flames. The orgasm ripples through her harshly while Lando coaxes them through it, his own orgasm shredding through him at an Earth-shattering rate. His hands graze her body softly, whispering to her about how good she did for him.

Oscar sits behind them, still entranced by what he just witnessed. His dick strains in his hand and he feels as though he’s edged too far, sensitive to the slightest of touches. Nonetheless, when Lando pulls out, Oscar slides in and he’s absolutely lost to the world the moment he feels her wrapped around him.

“Oh, yeah, baby,” He moans, hips beginning to move as she clings to him.

Her legs are wrapped around his waist as he pushes in and out of her. At first, he’s slow, wanting to drink her body in and the way she looks beneath him yet his sensitivity and blue balls push him to go harder, faster, chase his orgasm.

His hips snap as he holds her thighs, pushing her closer to him in an effort to spur her on. Their moans and groans fill the room as Lando tries to decipher how long she goes until she finishes.

Devastatingly, coupled with the sensitivity and the overstimulation, Y/n’s legs shake earlier than they had with Lando and her jawline tenses when Oscar roughly gets out, “Cum, baby, cum. Show him how good my dick is for you.”

She cries out as white squirts around Oscar’s cock, his hand gripping the pillow beside her as he grits out a low moan. Juice flows out of her; hers, Oscar’s, and Lando’s.

The two men fall onto their backs beside her, panting along as Lando whispers, “That was rigged.”

Oscar rises up on his elbow, teasingly looking at him, “Don’t be a sore loser.”

Lando shakes his head as Y/n smiles at the two, “Oh, come on! She was still on the edge from me and that was an advantage for you! I say you’re a cheater.”

Oscar gasps, the kind that leaves Y/n giggling, “Am not!”

Lando waves a finger in his face, “Are too!”

“Guys, guys,” Y/n laughs, her hands coming to rest on their chests as they avert their gaze down to her, “Anyone want to get me a towel so I can clean up?”

The men are suddenly taken from their argument, reminded of the more important matters at hand. They spring from the bed, rushing into the bathroom and murmuring to each other about their plan for aftercare.

Y/n hears the bath go as Lando comes out with a warm towel, cleaning her up for her while she lays beneath him and he creates random jokes in his head to make her laugh.

Oscar comes out a minute later, grabbing her from the bed and pulling her into the bathroom, Lando in tow. The three wind up in the large bathtub, suds and bubbles surrounding them as Y/n lays against Oscar and Lando massages her feet which lay in his lap.

His eyes dance around the room as their comfortable silence goes on, but his mind brings him back to Oscar and his previous debacle.

He looks at the two across from him and sneakily states, “Next time, we do things differently. She gives me a hand job or something while we wait for her to calm down, so it’s fair game.”

Y/n cries from her laughter at his vulgarity and Oscar just nods along, seemingly used to Lando. Her brain catches up to the wording of his sentence and she smiles, “Next time?”

Lando nods, “Oh, yeah. I have a feeling Oscar and I won’t be letting you go for a long time.”

Oscar’s hands rub soap over her shoulders as he whispers in her ear, “Next time are code words for we are never letting you out of our bed.”

Tags: @mickslover @enchantecafe

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videoviolence · 2 years

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For the association ask game: neon colors, but mostly green/yellow that looks like toxic sludge that youd spit out at ppl because ur a freaky 80s horror movie monster

OUHHGHHHH SOOO FUCKING TRUE SO TRUE SO TRUE 🤼‍♂️

#i have the ability to just do this . its awesome #asks

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bad-and-drawn-that-way · 3 months

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Omfg I ate that Vox fic up! The one where he hypnotized the reader after a long fight of them nearly being taken from him. Can you do a part 2 please? Like when the reader eventually learns he basically forced them to sign the contract and they find a way to be immune to his hypnosis? He goes absolutely nuts despite literally owning their soul. He's canonically a control freak and seems to even have some yandere traits. I hope I'm not going against your rules! You don't have any posted so I just wanna ask! Thank you for being awesome! :D Don't hesitate to turn down this request. Write what makes you feel comfortable. Just please respond so I and everyone else knows not to make a similar request in the future. Lots of love!

ABSOLUTELY!! I did take this in a slightly different direction, but hope you enjoy it nonetheless! Lowkey thinking of doing a Vox POV of this later and maybe even a part three...

Vox isn't actually in this much, but I feel a loose actual plot coming together and this is what naturally flowed for me.

I hope y'all are ready for more angst... plus a cliff-hanger <3

More Than Anything Part 2 [Vox x Reader]

Part 1

Part 2.5

"You controlling prick!"

Vox ducked as you threw a pillow at him. Even in your righteous anger, you'd never actually truly try to hurt him, but by god were you pissed.

Despite Vox's obvious disdain for the Hazbin Hotel and its association with Alastor, you visited the hotel occasionally to catch up with your friend Angel Dust and give some much-deserved love to his pet pig Fat Nuggets. It was during one of these visits that you ran into Alastor, who immediately looked at you with disgust in his ever-present smile.

"Really now, my dear," he said as he shook his head in disapproval. "It's already enough of a shame that you have such poor taste in a romantic partner, but to give your soul to him as well? I thought you were smarter than that."

The overlord could see the aura of Vox's ever-annoying electric cords locked around your soul like chains. You'd been confused and his eye twitched with annoyance as he realized what Vox had done to you. To say you were livid after he explained that you'd been tricked was an understatement.

"Y/N, I'm sorry," Vox pleaded as you fumed at him in his room. "But you left me no other choice! You weren't listening to me and if I didn't bind your soul, then Satan knows what could have happened to you by now."

"Just because you don't fucking believe in my ability to look out for myself doesn't mean you get to just take my soul!" You screamed with hot, angry tears flowing down your face. You wipe at them, only crying harder at the frustration of the tears you couldn't control in your anger. You felt like they undermined your emotions.

Vox's magic sparked around him as he tried his best not to get angry and start a fight with you. He was terrified and was that much more susceptible to his angry tendencies in moments like these. It took everything in him to try and calm himself, not wanting to push you away further. His heart dropped and his blood ran cold as he saw you pull a large bag out of the closet and start shoving clothes into it.

"W-Where are you going?" Vox panicked as he crossed the room.

"The hotel," you said with quiet fury, as you stepped away from the closet and went to the nightstand with your personal things on it. "I need some space and it's the one fucking place I know you'd rather die again than follow me to."

"Ŷ̸̪͕o̸̢̿̿ū̷̫ ̶̬͂c̶̺̾͂a̴͒͘͜n̴̫̂̔'̶̡̉t̶͙̝̄͒," Vox said, his voice starting to glitch as his panic increased. "You've heard the news, the extermination is in a week and the angels plan on attacking there first. There's no guarantee they'll keep to the date after how much little miss dumbass pissed off heaven. It's not safe there."

You pull your bag over your shoulder and the look you gave him will haunt him for the rest of his afterlife. "It's safer than here."

It breaks him all the more when you shield your eyes from him and storm past him so he can't hypnotize you into staying. Vox is paralyzed with fear like never before. He wanted to scream, to beg, to stop you from leaving him, but he couldn't do anything as his system glitched so hard it forced him into a reboot. When he came to, he was alone. You were gone.

Charlie was more than willing to let you stay at the hotel. The two of you hadn't had the chance to really ever speak before, but she was always friendly when you came to visit Angel, even after you explained to her there was no way you'd be able to become a guest.

In exchange, you were happy to help set up the defenses against the extermination. You got to know all of the other members of the hotel and the work helped you push down the burning ache in your chest.

Vox had been trying to contact you nonstop. You eventually turned off your phone, driven insane by the wall of notifications of him begging you to respond in any way. He knew you were okay for the time being. He was literally connected to your soul. But as the extermination day grew closer, his panic only increased. If it wasn't for Valentino and Velvette holding him back, there were several times he genuinely would have set aside his pride and come to the hotel just to get you.

It was after helping Husk and Cherri put up a particularly tricky barrier with the dwindling supplies that Angel found you taking a break. He passed you a water which you took gratefully as he slid down the wall and joined you on the floor.

"So," he started. "Are we going to ever talk about the reason why you're hiding out here?"

"Do we have to?" You groan, running your fingers through your hair. Despite the smiles and laughter you'd been sharing with your newfound friends as you all prepared for the potential end of it all, the dark circles on your eyes gave away what was lurking underneath.

For as angry as you were at Vox, you missed him. You missed feeling him curl against you in bed. You missed being woken up at unholy hours early in the morning because Vox couldn't start his day without giving you a kiss and telling you how much he loved you. You missed his shitty taste in shows and how he'd collapse into your arms after a long day at work.

Angel sighed, looking at the boarded-up lobby. "Look I may not get it, but you love the guy, right? Are you really content with possibly dying in a couple of days for a cause you're not even a part of, just because you're pissed with him?"

"He stole my soul, Angie" You frown at him.

"And that is fucked up as hell," he agrees. "But I know you and I know there ain't no way in hell you're actually satisfied leaving shit like this."

"I just-," you start before groaning. "How the hell are we supposed to come back from this? I doubt he'd ever void the contract. He's too convinced he's right for that."

Angel sighed, setting his own cup aside. "Honestly toots, you're not gonna like it, but... He kinda has a point."

You whip your head up to look at him and he holds up his hands defensively. "Not saying that stealing your soul was the right call. Believe me, if anyone gets how fucked it is having your soul controlled by a sociopath with a big ego, it's me. But you're not exactly in the safest of places, dollface. Not to mention, you're dating an overlord who's in a trio determined to piss off as many big shots as possible. His mind may not be in the right place, but his heart kinda is."

You take Angel's words to heart and sigh as you bury your face in your arms. "I hate it, but you're right... I just... I don't want to hold him back. I don't want to be the person that needs to be protected. I want to be his equal, not his problem."

"Then tell him that," Angel sighs. His gaze drifts to the bar and smiles fondly. "Someone recently has taught me how important being real with yourself is. It's okay to be flawed. No one got stuck in this shithole cause we were perfect, y'know?"

He nudged you with a grin as he added, "Plus, come on. Can you imagine how many bitches in hell would kill to have a sexy fucker that wants nothing more than to love ya and keep ya safe? I love you toots, but for fucks sake, pick a struggle."

You snort, shaking your head as you lightly swat at his arm. "Fuck you for being right about shit all the time."

"It's one of my best assets," Angel smirked. "Y'know, aside from all the fluff."

You laughed as he puffed up his chest and by the end of the evening, you'd decided to head back. As much as you loved Angel and wanted nothing more than to be by his side as the extermination drew near, he had a point. This wasn't your fight and there was a controlling dumbass that had been blowing up your phone ever since you left that was praying for your return.

After exchanging promises to see each other after the extermination, you left the hotel. You had an idiot to see.

#vox x reader #hazbin hotel #angel dust #the tiniest nudge at huskerdust #i know this wasnt super vox focused but the next part def will be

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weirdmarioenemies · 4 months

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Name: Swirlypod

Debut: Super Mario Bros. Wonder

YIPPEE YAHOO! A brand swirlin' new snail fresh for 2023! It has been quite a long time now since we've gotten a new Mario snail, and even since I've posted about one, since I covered all the snailiest Mario snails a while ago. But lookie here! Snaily snaily snail for me to see and for you to view!

Swirlypod is so delightful! To get this out of the way first, yes, its eyes are not on the ends of stalks. Yes, this is good and okay. Some snails are like that! Especially freshwater snails. And that's the kind of snail that this snail seems to be! While sometimes seen on land, it is also seen emerging from (poisonous) swamps. It can breathe that!

Swirlypod's face is just so, so precious. Its big, innocent, curious eyes experiencing the world in the way only a snail could! Its big ol' bulbous antennae, more bulbous than they have any right being, more like a nudibranch's than a normal snail's! And its mouth! I think that's its mouth? It's like three scrumbly tentacles ready to scrumble down some delicious fungus!

Did you know that the salt marsh snail Littoraria irrorata is able to FARM fungus? They damage marsh grasses to create large wounds for fungus to grow in, and even use their own poop as fertilizer! Snails can FARM!

Yes, indeed, what a wonderful snail we have here! Thank you, Super Mario Bros. Wonder!

...Hey! That shell comes right off! Now it's all Pod, with no Swirly! Does this mean Lime is The Impostor? I may have just asked you, but that was rhetorical. Don't ask me, because I don't know! Removable shells are a common ability for cartoon snails, and of course, the turtles of this world also have removable shells. I think it doesn't really mean much at all! Though, the idea of a "hermit slug" is very amusing. A snail who can't be bothered to grow its own shell. Maybe it wants to switch shells for different styles sometimes. A slow victim of fast fashion!

Wonder is one of those games where Koopa Troopas retreat into their shells when stomped, so Swirlypod is sort of a way to have Beach Koopa in the same game as the more standardly-behaving Koopa! Once it gets back on its foot, it will try to squirm back into a shell, if one is available. You can give it back! Just drop it down at your feet, and Swirlypod will have a home once more!

Another thing that sets Swirlypods apart from Koopas is that they are sticky slimy and can slither up and down vertical surfaces! Just like in real life! They don't only climb on the left and right sides of surfaces, either. They can even go on the surface facing the screen! Not just anyone is allowed to do that!

I am saving what may be the best tidbit for last! There is a good chance Swirlypod's bulbous antennae look familiar to you. That's because they look just like Leucochloridium paradoxum, the green-banded broodsac, everyone's favorite snail parasite! The flatworm that inhabits a snail's eyestalks, making them look more like caterpillars to get a bird to eat them so they can continue their life cycle! Swirlypod definitely isn't supposed to be like, ACTUALLY infected by this funny worm, but I think the resemblance is very much intentional, between the shape and coloring. And that is so awesome to see! This isn't even meant to be a scary snail or anything, but they represented a freaky parasite anyway!

#swirlypod #super mario bros wonder #mario #mario enemies #mod chikako #snail :]

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st4rstudent · 4 months

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ALRIGHTY SO- (I'm so sane and normal about these toons and cogs I swear) as I said before, personally I really like to think that brian's brain is a motherboard and/or wires/neuron like things covered in a silicone mold that made it shaped like a brain-! It would explain why when he starts getting more and more frustrated during his battle he starts overheating and eventually leading to his brain exploding at the end- (which leads me to believe that mayhaps his wiring needed some extra cooling to help him prevent that, perhaps being the reason why he has a dome head in the first place so that way it could be liquid cooled by being placed inside of- whatever brian has inside of there shchsdhs) which in turn would make the silicone brain a pretty solid idea-!! Keeps all his wiring n electricical brain bits all nice and dry, but also gives him a little flair and from the looks of it, seems like a fairly efficient way to help stop any overheating caused by his emotions or stress- (I mean he literally starts going red with rage, that's gotta be some hot pieces of parts in order to do that even with some cooling factors in place-) but what's really got my gears turning is that if he does have a sort of wiring inside of that brain mold of his, it would basically be the like- in between of cog parts and toon-ish parts-! Assuming that his wiring would help out his processors n act as any neurons should, they would not only help out his thought process (him being the self proclaimed smart man that he is /lh/lh) but it'd also allow him to feel things-!! Neurons are the main units of the brain and nervous system, they help the brain feel any sensory input from the outside, send signals to help the body control motor functions, and in general just relay electrical signals throughout the brain all the time- Which sounds very much close to what the cog equivalent of a brain could also do (and does for brian)-!! I know all the cogs have brains and all their inner bits, but I justshfhs I think it would be really cool if brian's brain had just a little bit more brain-like functions-!! I don't know if I'm making any sense here, but- if he can think, that man can feel too-!! Probably more than the average cog, but he would also probably just decide not to draw much attention to it-!! I know this started out as silly snowglobe dome talk, but in all reality I'm so very interested in the complexities that the cogs and toons have-!!! Doesn't mean I don't think it'd be silly to shake that man around and see what happens, that'd be silly- even more so to bonk him with hammers- BUT I JUSTSHFBS I THINK-!! THE COGS DESERVE SOME MORE THOUGHT INTO HOW THEY COULD ACTUALLY FUNCTION N FEEL THINGS AND WHAT THE INNER WORKINGS OF THEM COULD POSSIBLY LOOK LIKE-! BRAINS HELP SHAPE WHO WE ARE AS PEOPLE… SO I THINK IT'D BE COOL TO UNDERSTAND HOW THAT WOULD WORK WITH THE COGS AS WELL- but yeshdhghs I'm . very sorry that this got so much longer than I intended, but thank you very much for letting me ramble out my thoughts-!! I hope you enjoyed hearing some of my thought process SHCHSDHS

OHHTHIIS IS REALLY GOOD. i never even thought about him possibly having a heightened ability to feel things like touch . i imagine with his brain also moving around, there's probably other pieces in there that would also be shifting which would increase the need for it to be in a somewhat cooled down area.

BUT YEAH . it's all very interesting to think about!

#clemask #sorry i dont have much to add but i did enjoy hearing your thought processes! it has opened up some new ideas to explore #to go back to the feeling thing i think thats interesting bc i always just imagined cogs having a certain lacking of like physical sensory #not that they dont have it id imagine but its much less because they dont have the receptors right on their hands/fingers unless built in #same with smell too . honestly anything other than audio and visuals #like they can feel pressure and vague stuff but theres a lot of subtle texture differences they might not notice. just as a general idea #so your idea of that brain freak having a heightened ability to feel is a really fun idea to think about #BUTYEAH THIS WAS AN AWESOME READ THANK YOU FOR SHARING!#i usually chalk a bunch of stuff up in tt to cartoon physics (especially with toons) bc i think its funny to do so #but exploring actual potentials of why is always fun . i love hearing different thoughts and explanations/interpretations #also do not apologize about it being long! i dont mind at all. shirt that says I LOVE LONG READINGS #ialso get on long tangents (mainly in tags) as youve probably seen so i completely get it

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ghost-bxrd · 3 months

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Do you have more fae!Dick headcanons, but from the batfam or his friends pov? 🥺

Check out this awesome post for a phenomenal addition to the Fae verse!

But in case you wanna stick with only Dick being fae, here’s some more headcanons for you, hehe ✨ I can never say no to doing more 👏

I don’t know enough about Dick’s friends to do a good pov for them, but here’s Bruce and Jason for now 💚

Bruce

Bruce knew something was other about Dick from the moment he started screaming when his parents fell and every single animal inside the circus went wild

Dick is a strange child. he never lies, but he’s got this uncanny ability to maneuver around the truth and make it bend to his will. It comes in handy during his Robin days, but Bruce will be the first to admit it creeps him out a bit. Even thinks that sound like a lie on surface level and up being truthful. To the letter.

Contracts. During their time as Batman and Robin, Bruce unknowingly enters into multiple little deals with Dick without being aware of it. Dick never takes advantage, but there’s one instance where Bruce finally realizes how important it is to leave absolutely no loopholes in orders or wordings when Dick nearly kills someone and it still falls into the terms of their agreement

The manor. Things have never been completely normal about the ancestral home, but with Dick around the walls seem to breathe. There’s always a light on behind some window even when it’s late and Alfred is long asleep. At night something scratches along the walls and the scent of rain and mushrooms lingers in the air. Neither Bruce or Alfred ever find its source. Hallways become long and winding when you’re half asleep. The walk to the restroom ends up being at least ten minutes.

Bruce yells at Dick and uses his full name for the first time and Dick just— folds. It’s not his true name, but he treats it as such. And Bruce is horrified at the way Dick’s entire form seems to warp and gain new joints and twist itself outside the human imagination. But then he blinks and it’s just Dick again, glaring balefully, hissing at Bruce not to use his name in anger. Ever. Bruce is too startled to do anything but promise he won’t.

Promises. Dick uses them sparingly, but when he does he upholds them with a vengeance. Bruce learns to never, ever make Dick promise something that will endanger him. Because dick would still follow through on it blindly.

Promises made by other people. Dick becomes vindictive if he thinks someone isn’t upholding their end of the bargain. The first time it happens, a simple thing about being home in time for dinner, Bruce got assaulted by rabid deer with curiously sharp teeth on his way to the car. In the middle of Gotham City. Bruce and Dick have a serious talk afterwards.

Jason

Dick is less than thrilled when Jason is declared Robin. Fae are possessive. That’s his name Bruce gave away. That’s his family Jason is infiltrating. Dick wants Jason gone. (Bruce barely manages to stop the murder of crows from shoving Jason off a roof)

Jason doesn’t realize there’s a pissed off fae out for blood. Bruce has a hard time rallying Dick, but he manages. Ergo; Jason thinks the manor is the best thing since sliced bread and he’s super excited about meeting Dick. He joins Alfred in making Dick’s favorite meal for his official visit and unknowingly ends up winning Dick over with it. An offering of favored food to fae creatures goes a long way in earning their favor. And Dick is no different. It helps that the food is genuinely delicious and Jason jumps at the chance to refill his plate. Jason unknowingly dodged a bullet there.

Dick becomes protective of Jason. Jason is his now in the same way Bruce and Alfred are. They’re human. He’s fae. They’re so very vulnerable and susceptible to injury and manipulation.

Jason avoids wandering the halls of Wayne manor alone for the longest time because he always feels there are eyes following him. (They are.)

The manor, reacting to Dick’s inherent magic, shortens each of Jason’s routes. It creeps Jason out even more

Sometimes there are feathers at the foot of Jason’s bed. He doesn’t know what kind of bird they could be from. When he shows them to Bruce the man just sighs

Jason has a temper tantrum and retreats into the woods behind the manor. He can’t find his way back until he calls out for Dick and suddenly the manor looms behind the next tree

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