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babiexiao · 10 months

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HAND HOLDING WITH THE GENSHIN MEN

contains : fem!reader, smut (yeah this is smutty not soft sry not sry <3 lmaooo), mentions of cervix fucking, size kink, tummy bulges, breeding / impregnation kink, creampies woohoo, oooh the praise in this has me going a lil insane tbh, some degradation too, lots of oral, fingering, soft doms *sniffles* my weakness. includes scenarios for zhongli, kaeya, dain, tighnari, xiao and childe. this is not proof read at all, please ignore any mistakes i will not be fixing them cause i'm lazy :D

i thought about this scenario with xiao and then i spiralled from there. sorry not sorry i needed to get this out of my system actually... i am so unwell bye. likes / reblogs are appreciated and feedback is always welcomed <3 minors dni !!

zhongli : oh he is so big. listen, everythingggggggg about him is big okay, he's literally a dragon like? his hands? big. height? bIG. cock(s)? BIIIIG and he thrives off being big. sinks his cock into you while being in a half dragon form just because his dick is bigger than his human form. golden horns on top of his head, the colour of his skin changing from his normal pale one to somewhat mixed. hues of black, orange, yellow and golden the further you travel down his body. his hands and fingers are slightly longer in this form. nails coloured black, almost resembling claws. he enjoys this form because it lets him keep his human-ness but it also embraces his past. his favourite form when you two get intimate because he wants to see your cunt struggle to take him. "there you go darling, takin' me in so well." he'd whisper as his tip pushes past your entrance, thumb rubbing against your clit. "loosen up for me, that's it." as your cunt begins to flutter around himjdhfhf aaaaa don't even get me started on the bulge he'd make in your tummy :( it's inevitable. he's just so damn big.

favourite position is you on your back, couple of pillows under your body and him holding your waist to raise your lower half off the bed, claws digging into the flesh of your waist as your cunt clenches around his cock. it's only when he's bottomed out and you're bucking your hips to signal him to move that he'd lace his fingers with yours. pins them above your head. have i mentioned zhongli's big? he's so big that he only really requires one hand to have both your wrists in his hold. daddy zhongli is so strong too, doesn't matter how much you move or thrash around when he fucks you, trying to get your wrists out of his hold so you can just touch him, he doesn't budge. waits for you to really beg, tears in your eyes as you sob out "please, please, please" will he soften up. intertwines his fingers with yours as he rocks his hips slower, but sooo deep. leans over to place a kiss to the top of your head while you thank him for letting go, and he does that every time when you two hold hands :( he's so <3 mm yeah best daddy me thinks.

kaeya : this man,, lord kayea is a wild card in my very humble opinion. he's a tease, we all know this. but i think sex to him is so intimate, especially when it's with someone he would give his heart to on a silver platter. he's like the perfect mix of tease and praise and degradation and somehow giving you what you need all at the same time? idk, just listen okay. the word tease might as well just be kaeya's middle name, he's just that good at it. he likes to hear you beg, plays dumb too. "hmm? my sweet little thing, you're so quiet. what did you say, i'm afraid i missed it." all the while he is knuckle deep into your cunt, fingers curling up juuuust right so they nudge your spot. but only just. he knows your body so well it's almost annoying. the curl of his fingers isn't enough to give you proper satisfaction but it is enough to have you crave for more. enough to make you gasp and buck your hips to try and get the satisfaction you need. "ah ah ah, don't be like that. i can't reward you if you're being a needy slut for me darling. use your words." starts withdrawing his fingers and ultimately you need to grab a hold of his wrist and b e g for him not to do that, beg for his touch. it makes his head go a little dizzy if i'm being honest. "there you go. that wasn't so hard now, was it?" and he gives you what you've been needing :( slender, pretty fingers pushing deeper into you till he physically can't anymore. letting them curl against your spongy spot and making you cum with a cry of his name liiike he thrives off teasing you and giving you what you want.

puts his dirty fingers in your mouth while he kisses your stomach, slowly kissing his way up your body (he is a romantic man after all) and makes sure to give your tits a squeeze too. grabs a hold of your chin to make you look at him as you let go of his fingers with a little pop and presses his lips to yours. it's a little messy, slippery and sloppy but you can feel how in love he is with you. spreads your thighs apart so he can press his hard on against your cunt while you kiss, tangles his fingers with yours while he ruts against your centre like he has all the time in the world :(( he takes it sooo slow, grinding against your cunt, the fabric of his boxers rubbing your clit so nicely, his lips against yours, giving your hands a little squeeze as you fiddle around with the elastic on his boxers. he just holds his body weight up with one hand, the other still tangled up with your fingers as you pull down the material just enough to have his cock out and while he fills you up nicely, he just tightens his hold on your hand cause you feel so tight around him every damn time <33

dainsleif : starting this off by saying he is SO touch starved. honorary member of the touched starved crew. he still gets so shy when he sees you naked in front of him no matter how long it's been. dain might look rough and tough on the outside, but he is so soft for you. he adores kisses your body. your lips? he kiss. your cheek? he kiss. top of your head or your nose? he kiss. inside of your wrist where he can get a slight wiff of your perfume? he kiss. but his favourite you may ask? his favourite type (aside from your lips) of kiss is when you're laid out on the bed. where he's between your legs and he's lifting your shirt off, placing kisses along your tummy, the valley of your breasts, then a gentle kiss underneath your earlobe before he's tossing your shirt to the side and making his way down your body again. this time, he places kisses to both your ankles once your pants are off, kissing up both your legs and your thighs. the last kiss he places is to your clit before his thumb presses against your nub, gentle circular motions that already have you seeing stars. dain rests his head against your thigh as he teases and rubs your clit over and over, watching how your hole clenches around nothing.

"always so pretty for me, aren't you?" another soft kiss to your upper thighs that have you wanting to shut your legs at how sensitive you feel. "keep 'em open, that's it. there you go." he'd say, your trembling thighs spreading once again. he's not the best with words of affection but he'll be damned if he doesn't praise you, let you know how pretty you are. how good you are for him. and when your hands clutch his hair and the bedsheets the closer you get to your orgasm, he'd bring the one that was holding the bedsheets closer to his mouth – dain places a kiss to your wrist, to the tips of your fingers before he slides his fingers against it and lets you grip it. he enjoys holding your hand so much while he does this, i cannot stress that enough. he likes it when you feel real. and it's only then, will he place his mouth on your cunt, letting his tongue tease your folds and dipping into your hole to really get a taste of you. feeling a sense of pride when you gasp and whimper out his name, tightening your hold on his hand as the other one still in his hair, buries his face deeper into your pussy.

tighnari : furry king he's so cute, sighs. like kaeya, sex for him is very very intimate with someone he loves. it's not about getting off, it's more so about the gentle touches, the praises that come from both your lips and his, it's about the way you two latch onto each other when you make love and he will die on that hill. yes every now and then, his animalistic urges take over and it is about a quick fuck but more often than not, he likes to explore your body. he loves it when you're straddling him. his favourite thing to do is feel you up while the both of you kiss. even though tighnari takes it slow, his movements almost feel rushed, desperate to have your clothes off. but it's the gentle kind of desperate, you know? where he wants you to be naked so he can appreciate every dip and every curve on your body without any flimsy layers of clothing in the way. hearts in his eyes even though it's the nth time he's seen you naked. you're wearing nothing, seated on his lap while his eyes dart all over your body, never really able to linger on one part for too long. admires how out of breath you are just from a make-out, lips slightly swollen and pinker than usual. continues to place kisses against your jawline to your neck as his hands grope your hips and thighs, eventually one hand inching closer and closer to your heat, a soft sigh escaping your lips as you feel the pad of his thumb finally brush against your clit. "feels good?" he'd mumble against your skin, ears twitching with excitement every time you let out more content noises followed by a soft "yes."

tighnari's good with his fingers, great in fact. he pays attention to your body, listening to every noise and taking mental note of how your body squirms in his hold as he touches you – he's so good that your hands don't really know where they should go. sometimes digging into the skin of his shoulders or his biceps. sometimes when he hasn't riled you up to where the only replies he wets are broken whimpers, they're in tighnari's hair, patting just behind his ears which has him rutting his hips against you, or sometimes they're just tangled in his locks tightly as you need to feel something to ground you. but tighari's favourite is when you plead him for his hand. the little taps against his bicep or wrist make his heart melt, followed by the "hold me, please." it almost makes the animal in him want to manhandle you, toss you on the bed and pin you there while his cock is hitting your cervix and you can't do anything but lay there and just take it. but the rational part of him tells him no. the rational part of him brings your hand to his lips, places a kiss to each and every one of your knuckles before lacing his fingers with yours, all while his other hand is buried knuckle deep in your cunt and being soaked with your juices.

xiao : he is very very very desperate with how he holds your hands. it's more so to remind himself that you're there with him, that you're real. he's a very passionate lover, how could he not be after eons and eons of thinking he's alone? of eons and eons of being alone. he's also a honorary member of the touched starved crew god he is so DJKFDHJGKD i'm so in love w him <333 he just wants to please you okay? like. all the time. every day. whenever you ask him or hint at it, he's ready to give you anything you want. he would do aaaaaanything for you to be honest. he's not very good with words, he knows he's terrible with words. but what he lacks vocally, he makes up for it with his actions instead. slow, but deliberate. almost like he's forgotten all those little stripes and freckles on your skin even though he's been memorising every dip and every mark whenever you two get intimate. gentle, barely there touches while he takes your clothes off, ghosts his fingertips over your pussy and breasts at first. likes it when you inhale sharply but he does give in. he's not much of a tease like kaeya is, gives in so quick. "'m gettin' there. just wait." he'd grumble, but there's no bite behind it all all. places a kiss to your hip bone before he spreads your legs and laps your cunt like a starved man. he's so good with his tongue, i can't stress that enough. another man who makes sure you've came on his tongue or fingers before he thinks about fucking you. the thing about xiao is, he gets pussy drunk so quick, and so very easily. the second he hears you let out a sigh of satisfaction after his mouth is on you, he's gone.

he's soo gone. xiao is an adepti, he's much stronger than humans. it's super easy for him to hold your body down with his hands, whether they be on you waists or even hooked around your thighs, he's not moving his mouth off you until he feels your hole clenching and gushing. or unless you're trying to pry his head off cause you "wan' be filled, please xiao!" flips you onto your back and makes sure your face is pressed into the mattress and your ass is up ohh my goddjghf yeah,, fucks you like that actually, he's pussy drunk. let him bury his cock in your cunt any way he wants plssss. he may not be long, but fuck is he thick. makes you clench the bedsheets while your noises are muffled out by the bed but :( xiao needs to hear you – tugs your back flush against his chest, makes his cock go even deeper in you that you're going dizzy and you're even more dizzier when you feel his fingers on your clit aaaa. firm believer xiao uses one hand too rub your clit while the other turns your head towards him so he can kiss you :(( he loves kissing you so much when you're fucking, tries to kiss you every time before you cum on his cock. it's so romantic for him. feels you cum around his cock and he's trying to hold back a groan but but but that's when he moves his hand that was on your clit to hold yours :( still kissing you too till he orgasms and spills his cum deeep in you and makes out with you for a couple of minutes. doesn't really care how sloppy it is, he just likes kissing you while you hold hands like that :((

childe : listen... childe is actually so romantic (we'll get there soon) i dunno about you. hand holding is his middle name, it's true i've seen the birth certificate. a romantic, mean perv is the best way to describe him. such a tease too. he won't give you what you need till he sees tears in your eyes or you actually start crying. he's kinda mean about it too. gets you sooo close to an orgasm only to just rip it away. "nawww, you cryin sweets?" and proceeds to lick your tears away. "don't cry, you pretty thing. gonna give you what you need, 'kay? just lay back f'me. there you go." smiles darkly when you listen to him again and lay your body flat against the bed again while shaking. and he just keeps doing that until you're full blow sobbing. "aj– ha– 'jax! please.. can' take it a'more... need to c-cum please." and watches you grip his wrists while you cry. it sets him off. he loves that you can get so pathetic for him :( some days when he's made you cry by not letting you cum, his favourite this is having you on top. just to add a little bit more humiliation into the mix. lays down first and gets all comfy without telling you what he's doing and just pats his lap. "not gonna get over here? thought you wanted to cum." has you scrambling over and once you're straddling him he'd put his hands on your thighs and just stroke them since they're shaking so much. but gives them a little slap, just enough for there to be a sound but not enough to hurt when he feels you try to lift your hips to take his cock in "relax baby. didn't i say i'm gonna give you what you need?" hhhh and when your thighs have calmed down and he's made your lips all swollen from kissing you so much will he lift your hips for you, letting you guide his cock into your hole and gives you time to get used to the stretch when he's bottomed out.

while you're taking your time and breathing whilst trying to hold back the orgasm that's approaching once being filled up, he'd let his fingertips trail up your arm, hand cupping the side of your face and rubbing his thumb along your lash line to gather the tears that haven't fallen yet and makes you suck the saltiness away from his thumb... and that makes his cock twitch in you. doesn't let you move though, wants to see how ruined you look before he's even fucked you right. and once he's admired you enough he'd go "c'mere sweets." and proceeds to hold out his hand for you. coos at how your hand is sooo tiny in his though. and he lets his other arm wrap your lower back, essentially he has you resting your head against his tits while you two hold hands. it's gentle, a contrast to how he was being mean to you earlier. as you grind on his cock and the little tufts of hair on his lower tummy make you cum around his cock, he brings your intertwined hands to his mouth and places a kiss to the back of your hand and bucks his hips up into your pussy to get to his high. but the thing is, once ajax feels soft like this, he'd just keep you above him, kiss you and keep holding your hands till he's hard again and fuck you till your lower halves are all messy and sticky.

#genshin smut #genshin x reader #zhongli smut #kaeya smut #dainsleif smut #tighnari smut #xiao smut #childe smut #ajax smut #i'll add this to my mlist later i need to fix my tags anyway the genshin brainrot is strong today phewww

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xshines · 28 days

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mizu x reader enemies to lovers

sry for being inactive, im lazy af; also i might continue this one

Falling pieces of snow slowly began to cover the surface of the broken sword, thrown somewhere in the distance on the cold ground, no longer incapable of saving you. The cold snow slowly began to compact and melt beneath your shivering, warm body. The cold metal of your rival's sword blade hugs your thin neck. You dared to look up at her as she hovered over you, her expression blank. She finally has you. She looks at you lying so pathetically in front of her now. She squints those blue eyes of hers to scan you once again, your scratches, your torn clothes, a moment longer she lingers on your torn side, which stains your clothes and the snow beneath you with a dark crimson. But finally her eyes land on your face, finally able to take a closer look at the face of one that has been getting under her skin so much lately. Her enemy. Oh, how she hated you.

You know your fate very well, you are very aware of what is about to happen. Even though your body is shaking from exhaustion, from the snow and cold wind, you try not to show your fear. Despite your increasingly throbbing wound, you don't even hiss or whine. You're not asking for mercy. On the contrary, you frown and even give her that defiant look. Like you're daring her to cut your neck.

She hesitates, hesitates the longer she looks into those big eyes of yours. She has killed countless men, but their facial expressions were different, they were afraid, they were begging, they were screaming, asking for mercy. You are different. The sight of your helpless body, covered with blood dripping from your side, invokes sympathy and nostalgia in your eyes. For some reason, she finds in them a strange innocence that she herself was stripped of a long, long time ago. You look so soft. You look so pretty. “You’re so young…” her voice whispers while her eyes stare into your face. You could only wonder why she hadn't yet swung her blade and sliced your neck cleanly once and for all. "Does it matter now?" You answer in an equally quiet, hoarse voice. The cold wind blows strands of hair and sticks them slightly to your forehead.

Your words echoes in her head. She is brave. You haven’t shown fear nor pleaded for life, which makes her feel…something. She is strong. The cold blade still doesn't pierce the soft skin. "Why didn't you ask for mercy...?" She speaks quietly, only a silent breeze passes by, whispering snow in her hair. She is special. Not many survive an encounter with her, even those who have begged and fallen to their knees.

More and more you felt the blood flowing down your side, staining your clothes and coloring the snow. You just snorted at her question. Despite how much blood you've already lost, you still collect the remaining energy to growl in response. "I am not a dog. I'm not going to whine for mercy." You even dared to give her that determined look again.

All sorts of thoughts were running through Mizu's head now. She’s not afraid. She doesn't know her place. She's just like me. She lowers her katana. Her enemy is more than just an enemy.

"What are you doing?" The question falls from your lips as your eyes follow the blade as it moves away from your neck. „You should kill me.”

The moral monologue battles deep within Mizu. She still wants me to kill her. I should kill her. With the sound of the blade, Mizu raises her sword and returns it to its scabbard. Her gaze falters — a rare moment of weakness. "How old are you?" She steps closer as her voice echoes in the snow-covered landscape, while her blue eyes scan their enemy's body, taking in every tiny detail — bruises, scars, wounds. A glance at the blood that continues to seep down your side and stain the snow. An unexpected feeling, unknown to her, wells within her. An urge to protect this young person, as if you had reminded her of her younger self.

This sudden change in attitude surprises you. You swallow, gritting your teeth as you consider whether to answer the question or ignore it. After all, you no longer have a weapon, and even if you wanted to get up and run away, with this wound by your side, it wouldn't be difficult to catch up with you. "… 20." Mizu frowns when she hears the answer. She really is just like me. You are only a few years younger than her, but you have already chosen this terrible path of violence. “Stand up” she demands quietly. You look sharply at Mizu, as if trying to feel the catch. Slowly, you tuck your legs and push yourself up into a sitting position with your arms. You grit your teeth and widen your eyes as now your wound reminds you even more of its existence. After a moment of deep breaths, you gather yourself to get up. You'd rather bite your tongue than hiss in pain in the presence of your enemy, and finally you slowly, swaying slightly, stand in front of her.

Mizu’s gaze remains fixed on her rival, not taking her eyes off you for a single second. She sheaths her katana entirely, and a soft snow breeze fills her senses. The sound of snow crunching beneath her enemy’s feet resonates inside her mind, echoing inside of her heart. "What is your name?"

You think for a moment. You don't have the strength to think about why she's suddenly asking you so much information about you. The only thing you focus on is the throbbing pain at your side. "[Y/N]" You reply quietly, your head slightly bowed as you grab your side and try to apply pressure to your wound. “[Y/N]…” Mizu repeats after you. Her enemy’s name echoes in her mind, as if a whisper. The cold wind passes by, caressing her senses, touching her face with invisible fingers, carrying a hint of fresh winter air. Her blue eyes soften, as if looking at the most beautiful thing in existence. “Your name…is beautiful…" she sighs, unable to take her eyes off her enemy. “…like you,” Your face relaxed slightly at this sudden compliment. It's been a long time since anyone complimented you or your appearance. You opened your mouth as if you wanted to say something, but after a while you remembered the situation you were in and frowned again. She is your enemy. „Shut up” You groaned, unable to hold in the pain any longer. You lowered your head and clenched your eyes and teeth. When you looked at your hand, entirely stained with blood, you shuddered. Mizu watched your reaction very carefully. Deep down, she admired you for still having the nerve to tell her to shut up despite bleeding profusely and being on the verge of death. She's strong. She’s beautiful. “I’m taking you with me,” Mizu said sternly, as she approached you. She lifted you, her enemy into her arms.

Her closest enemy. Oh, how she adored you.

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libraryraccoon · 1 month

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Kk so I am too lazy to write on my own but I have come up with a pretty good day dream scenario that you can write for ( I might also do it but maybe not).

But a police officer with a strong sense of justice goes to hell and starts trying to organize after spawning in one of the worst areas in hell, even the overlords are hesitant to go in there. But as they gain more and more power the area to clean up expands.

Their really not a bad person , one of the only reasons their there is because they had premarital sex . ( They banged someone's wife when drunk).

Was killed by the husband by a shot in the chest. Now resemble a fox because of their wit and inganuty.

( in sry if it's too specific but you can cut out anything u don't want)

Gender : GN

Pronouns : None

Message from Raccoon : I try to write a police officer!reader, but i'm pretty sure it's bad.

TW : Reader is in Hell 2 years before the series, 🟣 (one time mentionned), violence.

General Headcanon

In your lifetime you were a police officer, and a good one at that.

But unfortunately, one day you died and arrived in hell.

The person you loved was cheating on their partner with you. They didn't like it and killed you.

You are now in Hell.

Hell sorely lacked justice, but it's okay, you will rectify it.. :)

Vox didn't like you. Like, really.

He heard about you after you nearly beat Valentino to death.

Why did you beat Valentino ? Because he was a 🟣, forcing people to prostitute themselves, and more.

You also beat Velvette a bit because she created the love potions.

So yes, he didn't like you.

He start to hate you when you broke his head/tv when you saw him manipulating people..

It's hell ! What did you expect ?! Everyone manipulates !

A violent police officer. This is what you were.

You killed everyone who did things against your morals... in one month you killed more than the exterminators ever did.

Adam sees you as a sort of rival/person on his level.

Alastor find you entertained.

You were the only one in Hell with a moral, so you were interesting.

He also finds it very interesting that you manage to beat 3 Overlords and that 2 Overlords (Carmilla and Zestial) consider you their equal.

He wanted to come talk to you, but he decided not to after seeing you kill a demon with an angelic weapon because they were cannibals.

Compared to what you might think, he have a sense of self-preservation.

When you arrived at the hotel, as part of security, Alastor was a little scared..

Especially when you pointed your gun at his forehead, where the hunter had shot, killing him when he was alived.

Bonus point if you are a dog demon, he is really scared and wonders if you want to reproduce his death.

Husk love you and love the fact that you can scared Alastor, he live for seeing that man being your victim.

Niffty love you, she think you are a real bad boy ! RIP

You and Vaggie get along well, you both know that not everyone can be redeemed (looking at Alastor from a distance) and you know how fucked up Hell is.

But you help Charlie because some still have a chance to redeem themselves (looking discreetly at Sir Pentious).

Sir Pentious was afraid of you at first, but in the end he start to like you.

You always get him out of the worst situations, I can imagine that you saw Vox try to use his power on Sir Pentious when he was a 'spy', and you directly destroyed the watch by throwing a knife at it.

Sir Pentious didn't even notice you were here-

After that, a long conversation followed about why we should not harm the Hotel and its residents and avoid the Vees.

Sir Pentious thanked you very much for that by the way.

After that Vox received a little visit from you..

If it wasn't for Charlie stopping you from killing him, he would have died instead of just being injured/broken.

Vox spent a week in repair/hospital.

Angel Dust adores you.

Every time you accompany him to work, strangely Valentino gives him the day off..

Yeah, he takes you with him whenever you can.

Even if you hate the Overlords, you are one of them.

Overlord D/N (demon name), the Police Officer of Hell.

Carmilla loves it when you are at meetings, the other Overlords (*cough* Vees *coughs*) are always calm when you are here.

You 🤝 break into Lucifer's house.

Yeah, because well before the hotel, 3 days after your arrival, you break into Lucifer's house.

Why ? Because you found unacceptable that he didn't manage Hell and let the demons do all they want.

You didn't expect to find yourself faced with a depressed father whose wife left 5 years ago and who he no longer really has contact with his daughter.

You had to play therapist and friend.

Literally you were giving him therapy sessions in exchange of him letting you stay at his house.

You don't even have a degree in therapy.

Lucifer considers you as his lifeline. He clings to you for dear life, metaphorically and literally.

Hurt this man and the next day you will find his corpse-

Is this a healthy friendship ? No, but are you going to ignore this fact and pretend everything is normal ? Yes.

You have changed his point of view on demons, in the sense that some, not all but some, can be redeemed.

I headcanon that you repaired Charlie and Lucifer's relationship, and that before the series.

Greatest dad didn't happen, sorry everyone.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x gn reader #hazbin hotel x male reader #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel lucifer #charlie morningstar #hazbin hotel vaggie #vox hazbin hotel #valentino #hazbin hotel velvette #husk #husker #niffty #alastor #angel dust #hazbin hotel adam #Raccoon is writing

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possibilistfanfiction · 3 months

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do you have any funny or cute details about Bea(or avatrice) in your butch Bea universe that you haven't share yet?

(I'm definitely re-reading some of it to fight against this bad day I'm having)

hello i’m sry this is late! work has been busy 😵‍💫 i hope ur day improved or at least there’s been some better days since 🫶

hmm well bea is good at like… every outdoors activity she tries — she’s coordinated & strong & focused, so once she gets the body mechanics down she’s like. above average to Excellent fairly quickly. surfing, trail running, backcountry hiking, bouldering, trad climbing, skiing, etc. i am lazy & put them in socal since i am in socal lmao but for the majority of the year california really is just outdoor enthusiast paradise.

she started trying stuff bc ava was gone & she was so sad & when her cool friends from surfing were planning a trip to climb in joshua tree or some ppl she met on the pct were driving up to mammoth for an end of the season ski, it was all better to be moving outside in grief than it was to sit at home in an empty house.

i think that maybe she worries, when she’s alone surfing or on a long run along the cliffs, even just bouldering at the gym with her airpods in instead of hanging out w friends who are there — maybe she worries that ava would be disappointed in her, that this isn’t what ava meant by ‘live your life’ — quiet streams & long car rides into the piney forest in a practical small suv, listening to a podcast about architecture. it seems small, to be in the wild — the ocean, the woods, the mountains, the desert — & not grand; at least, she feels small. she worries ava wanted her to feel big.

but then ava comes back & bea has been keeping a list of all the places to show ava, all the things to do with her, the movement & the air that kept her just on this edge of sane. & of course ava is delighted by it all — the kid who cried on the beach when she saw stars? absolutely in love with the waves & the wind in the trees & the sunset on a big hammock on a hot night in the desert in the summer. it makes sense to ava & it is what she meant — settling into the texture of a life.

it’s good to feel small sometimes, yknow? she tells bea, when they’re eating sandwiches a few miles into a hike on the lost coast — ava refuses to camp, so they’re meeting friends later on. it’s good to feel small in a world that’s so big.

they make s’mores that night with their friends & it’s dark & beautiful; the sand & the sea & the sky are all wine-dark & quiet-loud; there are so many stars. it’s rainy & cold in the bay the next day & they sleep in & eat ramen & don’t leave their hotel room all day (ava’s request; if he had to hike ten miles he earned it tenfold). bea worried that a slow day might seem small too, but ava sinks into it just like everything else: rest & softness.

eventually bea gets more used to it, & better at letting it happen. in recovery from top surgery, the worst part is not being able to get outside for a while — but ava drives them both to the mountains & they sit on the balcony together while it snows. when ava can’t move as well, they sit in the warm sand by the beach & bea puts her hand on the small of her back when they walk in the cool surf. eventually bea’s shown ava every place she ached & then there’s the rest of the world left to explore.

#butch bea 🥺🫡#if i could abscond to the mountains tomorrow forever i simply would #lol

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caitlynskitten · 17 days

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Honestly well I'm 100% on board and in agreement with Wednesday being the bottomless bottom of bikini bottom

the idea of Wednesday being a top is such a out there & hilariously goofy concept

So here is my funny idea &/or alternative reality

(I'm being lazy in how I write this I don't have the energy today sry 😔😔😔😔)

The girls didn't think Wednesday would ever take the bet up due to them thinking she was a true bottom, they were wrong for when Wednesday stated if I get a 100% on the next test I'm taking the offer we have in place

Then Wednesday proceeded to get who would of guest it 100%

The next 2 & 1/2 weeks (I believe that is what was in place based on previous fics.)

The girls were vibrators and Wednesday will just occasionally turn them up or down as she pleases

She uses magic to create straps that she can feel pleasure from and will occasionally just pull the girls aside and do the deed in an empty classroom or bathroom stall

Along with RP, bdsm, and not to mention getting into more risky forms of s*x like doing the deed in front of others without them noticing, on calls, going behind desk for Hand jobs and just generally, some risky things

Also they probably do it in Mrs. Weems office again and almost get caught again

Along with the usual side of Wednesday being a bottom and just pulling away the others to bang her

Doing all of this so frequently the girls by the end of the 2 & 1/2 weeks can barley walk

That's all I got this is just a silly thought do I think in any reality this to be true absolutely not

Wednesday just being a top is such a silly concept I couldn't help but explore that reality even if doing it in my own lazy way

Side note do u think that Wednesday ever does do the bet even if she modifies it for her bottom ways

#asks #wednesday #wednesday addams #enid sinclair #wenclair #the addams family #incorrect wednesday #incorrect quotes #yoko tanaka #wenclair nsft #nsft writing #nsft fic #nsft asks

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immajustvibehere · 2 years

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Chance Encounter

Chapter 16

Chapter 1 // Chapter 15

warnings: talks about sexual abuse, fluff & comforting (& if ya see this warning I haven't properly proofread yet sry heh)

summary: You wake up next to Arthur and you both decide to have some breakfast at the saloon. Arthur uses this opportunity to bring up something from your past.

info: I had to get the conversation out of the way, and yes, there will be smut next chapter *starts sweating*

2900 words, 14 minutes reading time

You woke up with Arthur's face close to yours. His eyes were shut, and heavy, regular breathing suggested he was still fast asleep. You had eventually gone to bed after your conversation yesterday. You hoped that Arthur had finally understood how much you cared about him and how you didn't care at all about getting shot. Well, to an extent, because though you wouldn't admit it to him, you had woken up due to the pain in your leg. Most important however, you didn't blame him for that. With as little movement as possible you moved your head to get a better look at Arthur. He was turned towards you, his arm embracing your waist. He must have been so exhausted yesterday and seeing him sleep peacefully filled you with relief and joy.

Shamelessly, you took some time to study his face. You'd have loved to look into his eyes, but for now you preferred them closed and Arthur asleep. His eyelids rested calmly, no twitches or movement which might hint at a dream he was having. One could tell that Arthur's nose had been broken before, it looked beautiful nevertheless. You watched as his nostrils moved in accordance with his breaths. His hair had become a lot longer since the first time you had met him. You remembered him complaining about his hair a few days prior when you were out on a job with Lenny. He cursed a hair strand which was getting into his way whenever he wanted to aim with his gun, you and Lenny had shared a good laugh about it.

Also, his beard...the kiss had happened about one and a half days ago. You had been out cold for a good amount of that time, but you wished to feel his beard tickle you again when you kissed him. The beard could also be scratchy, you noticed this when the kiss had gotten more passionate last time, but you couldn't care less.

Since he held you at your waist, you were pretty close. The heat that radiated from Arthur's body did a better job keeping you warm and comfortable than the thin blanket wrapped around you two. Valentine, despite it being summer, had the interesting tendency of cold and fresh mornings. But close to Arthur you didn't feel that cold. Everything that separated your body from his were two layers of clothing. This thought excited you for a moment, before you calmed down again, soothed by Arthur's breaths.

You dozed off again and only woke when the big man stirred next to you. His tired gaze met yours, and for a few moments you enjoyed each other's lazy blinks. Sometimes you closed your eyes for a couple of seconds, contemplating if you should open them again or go on sleeping. Staying awake was the better option, because now you could actually look into Arthur's eyes, which made you smile. Your smile was answered with a slight movement of Arthur's lips, also curling into a smile.

"How yer feelin'?", Arthur asked in a raspy voice. His arm which rested on your waist moved and fearing he'd move it away, you gripped his hand, shyly playing with his fingers. "I'm fine", you nodded. This was not entirely true. You were about as happy as one could be, sharing a bed and cuddling with Arthur, but your leg hurt like hell. It was balancing on the edge of making you grind your teeth and bringing tears to your eyes, but you just barely managed to keep your composure. It was fine when you didn't move it too much. You figured that being happy and being in pain kind of cancelled each other out, so you were "fine", though you knew Arthur asked about your leg rather than your mental state.

"Okay...good", Arthur replied, giving you one last smile before he slowly sat up. You groaned unhappily of him getting up so quickly. But yet, though you had cuddled a lot when either you or both of you were asleep, he never was a friend of staying in bed long in the morning. As if he was embarrassed or scared of something.

Arthur went to the water bowl and splashed some water into his face before he sat down on the chair and got into his trousers and boots. Even now, he smoothed his hair back with his wet hands, preventing strands from falling into his face. "I think I'mma see the barber today. Won't take too long. Would you meet me at the saloon in half an hour? Then we can get some breakfast", Arthur suggested.

"Sure", you affirmed. You were pretty much dressed already but limping to your room to get your stuff and then down to the saloon would take you half an hour anyway. Slowly you proceeded to the edge of the bed, sighing in relief when you got your feet on the ground and managed not to shed some tears.

"I never told ya...I think...", Arthur began. You looked up to him, as he was buttoning his shirt. He cleared his throat before he continued: "But yer really beautiful. I - erm. I always thought you're beautiful. Never told ya before though...and you tell me I'm handsome all the time...so...I just thought I better tell you..."

Arthur was struggling a lot to get those words out. You saw him blushing and avoiding your looks, which made you smile even wider. You were aware that your cheeks were red as a tomato too, but how couldn't they!? "Thank you", you mumbled. Arthur looked vulnerable...and deliciously teasable.

"But you know...you don't have to say that I'm beautiful because I tell you that you are. I don't want you to say this kind of stuff because you feel like you have to", you stated.

"Wha-", Arthur looked confused, "I don't say it because I have to!"

"You sure, though? I mean if you don't feel the same you can just tell me...", you prattled. Your head started to spin as you caught up with your own words. What if he doesn't feel the same?

"God - damn it, woman!", Arthur whirled around and grabbed his journal off the table. He browsed through the pages, stopped and held the journal under your nose. There was a sketch of you. Undeniably and easily recognizable in Arthur's pencil strokes. It was a wonderful sketch, maybe he had highlighted some of your more beautiful features a bit too much. "I never planned on showin' ya 'cause it's not a good drawing. Doesn't do ya justice,...but if ya keep talking like that..." Your mouth was slightly agape as you admired the sketch. There was some text too, but you were too tired to decipher it. Arthur let you take his journal to have a better look at the sketch. "Look at the date", he remarked. Your eyes searched the page for numbers and quickly found them at the top left corner.

"But this-", you started. "Yeah", embarrassed, Arthur took his journal and closed it. The date had been from two months earlier, when you still worked on Emerald Ranch and Arthur stopped by from time to time.

Energized by this little confession of his you limped to your room and gathered all your few belongings and then made your way to the saloon. You didn't put any weight on your injured leg, so the crutch was proving quite useful, but it took longer than you would have wanted, especially trying not to sink into the Valentine mud on the streets. On your way you realized how hungry you felt. You had barely eaten anything yesterday and felt accordingly weak.

Arthur stood in the window of the saloon, lighting a cigarette just as you walked by. A smile formed on his lips as you admired his new haircut. His hair wasn't particularly short, but they wouldn't get in the way when shooting, at least. "I'm starving...", you mumbled as you entered the saloon. "I can only imagine", Arthur commented. Cigarette in the corner of his mouth, he walked to the counter to pick up two plates of oatmeal that the bartender had just provided. Arthur sat down opposite of you and smiled satisfied when you started to dig in. Silence settled on the table, only disturbed by slurping and the spoon hitting the plate.

"Uhm...I was meaning to ask..." Arthur cleared his throat, "Am I yer first?" There was some insecurity in his voice, nevertheless, it was stern and curious. You almost choked on your oatmeal. This had come out of nowhere. The feeling of hunger had disappeared as quickly as you had noticed it only ten minutes prior. "What -? I...", you started. You weren't even sure what he meant. Your first what? Man you love? For sure. Sex? A feeling told you he was asking about the latter...

"No...though the last time I...it wasn't really my choice", you stuttered and dared to look up from your oatmeal. You forced a smile to your face. Arthur had his eyebrows scrunched and looked at you inquiringly. That conversation was going to be tricky. It was easier to look back to your meal. Slowly you lifted your spoon to your mouth. It was barely possible to swallow the flakes, you felt like you had to throw up.

"Y/N?", Arthur said as he lightly kicked your boot of your unhurt leg/foot. Oh shoot, had he called your name before? You had spaced out, with old unpleasant memories coming up.

"On that ranch?" You nodded. "The boys that tried drowning ya-?" "Among...others", you whispered, your cheeks red and your stomach hurting. Through your lashes you looked at Arthur who seemed to swallow some of his anger with a spoonful of porridge. "I'm sorry", you apologized. You didn't know if Arthur might have wanted to know that earlier or if...that made you undesirable.

"Sons of bitches...", Arthur cursed, "I should go back there and kill 'em. We can stop there on our way to camp." You felt your blood leave your face and panic rise up: "Please don't!" The man opposite of you looked surprised, as if he had expected a different reaction. "I don't want to go back there", you blurted out, "And I don't want you to kill for me!" The thought of going back to Emerald Ranch gave you shivers. It had never been that bad when you actually lived there but knowing that a different life is possible and you didn't have to see those people ever again - you'd kick and scream before someone brought you close.

The tears burned in your eyes as you held eye contact with Arthur. "Okay...I'm sorry. Of course we can just...not go." "I just don't want to think about them", you offered further explanation, hoping that Arthur would understand. "Sure, yeah...", Arthur agreed as he finished his breakfast. You didn't take another bite, afraid you'd get sick. Now that he knew about that, another worry started to come up at the back of your mind and had quickly overtaken your thoughts.

Careful not to choke on your words you asked: "Does it matter?" You were afraid if you should have kept that for yourself, if Arthur might not want you anymore, now that he knew. "What?", Arthur placed his spoon onto the empty plate and looked at you confusedly. His thoughts had already wandered on to other topics. "That I'm not...", it pained you to speak it out loud. You head spun and you got angry at not being able to say what you wanted to say. So you took a deep breath and blurted out: "That I'm not a virgin anymore?"

"What?", Arthur looked shocked at the question and snorted, "Of course not! It matters that some fuckers gave ya a hard time. I'd go shoot them right now but - I won't okay!" He raised his hands in self-defense when you gave him a judgmental look. "Listen y/n, I won't gonna hurt ya...ever. Uhm, the leg was an unlucky exception..." "And not your fault", you added quickly. "Sure, I know", Arthur said sarcastically, but with a smile on his face. He was just teasing you and it cheered you up. At least you had successfully talked him out of his guilt.

Arthur stood up and wanted to bring his plate back to the bar, when he pointed at yours: "Now you go eat that, darlin'. We'll be sharing horses again and I can't have ya be all light-headed and weak again." You smiled, cheekily asking: "Why? You afraid my hands are going to slip again?". Arthur chuckled and despite already having turned towards the bar, he came back to you and pressed a light kiss on your cheek. "Oh yes, very much afraid", he joked and pressed your hat deeper into your face to annoy you.

With Arthur chuckling his way to the bar your mood had finally improved and the oatmeal started to taste fine again. It felt good to have something warm in your tummy, it gave you strength you hadn't felt for the last day or so. Your ride towards camp also felt better than your trip yesterday. You were glad you sat behind Arthur, as your constitution probably wasn't good enough to stay on a horse yourself, but at least you weren't dizzy or suffered from a headache. Your leg hurt, for sure, but you knew that it was the wound healing instead of cracking open again.

You had your hands lazily resting on Arthur's hips, the horse's pace was slow enough for a light grip to make do. You didn't feel like pulling your moves from yesterday, instead you enjoyed Arthur's contentment. The two of you made a game out of greeting every person that rode by. If it was a stagecoach with closed curtains, you would make up the wildest stories of who was riding in them, and Arthur would laugh about them and call you silly. When there was nobody else in sight, either of you would strike up a song and argue when your lyrics differed. Neither of you were particularly good singers and you'd tease each other if one messed up a note too badly, but you had a lot of laughs.

As you came closer to your camp in Clemen's Point, you simply hugged Arthur and rested your head on his back. He hummed silently for a while before he stopped and admitted: "Thank you for joining me on this trip." You sighed happily: "Always." The trees cleared away and in front of you lay the camp. It barely took you a couple of seconds to hear the commotion.

You recognized Dutch's words: "Everybody just calm down. Now I know you're worried, but we have everybody looking for him and we're gonna find this boy." Arthur had barely jumped off the horse and helped you down, when Dutch came strolling towards you: "Arthur, have you seen that boy, Jack?" "No", Arthur answered. How could he, he had just returned with you.

Abigail strode towards the group that first had listened to Dutch and had followed him to you and Arthur. "Where's my goddamn son", Abigail shouted desperately, "Where is he? Where's my son!?" You and Arthur shot each other a quick glance as you understood: Jack's missing. "They took him, didn't they? They took my son", Abigail wailed.

"Who took him?", Arthur spoke. You heard his voice shift. While he was all soft talking to you and singing songs on your ride, something business-like settled in his voice as he asked that. Hosea joined you. He side-eyed you and hesitated a second as he saw you standing wonky on one leg, then said to Arthur: "We think the Braithwaite woman took him. That Kieran saw a couple of fellers sound like Braithwaite boys."

The next few events happened so fast, you'd replay them in your head over and over just to slow them down. Dutch reassured Abigail they'd get Jack back and started to march to the horses, together with Arthur and Hosea. Bill and some others offered to join. You whimpered silently and as if Arthur had heard you, he turned around quickly and was with you in a couple of steps. "I gotta do this, y/n", he said. You nodded. Of course. You knew that. "Be careful", you warned. You were way more anxious then you showed, but you guessed Arthur knew, because he gave you a slight smile and with a smooth motion swapped your hats. Arthur loved his hat, it still had the lavender twig stuck to the cord. "You take care of that for me", he said, "and I'll make sure to get your hat back save." "And the man wearing it, please", you smiled.

Not a minute has passed before most of the men had rode out. You sat down on Arthur's cot and tried to rest. Grimshaw caught up with you and inquired what was wrong when she saw you using a crutch. She left you with "That's the last thing we needed right now." You fell asleep eventually, not realizing when Arthur came back at night and only waking up when Lenny shook you awake. "Hey y/n. We're leaving." He quickly filled you in on the events you had missed. The Pinkertons had been in your camp, and you had just slept through it. Your body really took every chance of rest it could get but damn. Apparently, Arthur and John had rode ahead to clean a building, Shady Bell.

You weren't much of a help with packing, but you tried your best not to stand in the way. And just like that, a couple of hours later, you arrived in the swamps. You watched as the doors of the mansion swung open and Arthur greeted everyone with the words: "Welcome home...all of ya! To my humble abode."

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Important notes: As we are coming closer to me ending the fanfiction (idk...like five more chapters max) I'll tell you at this point that though I've been following the game's mission timeline (more or less) Arthur won't be getting TB here anytime soon. I better tell you so you're prepared. His redemption is loving y/n I guess heh. Yes. I just want them to make out without worrying that he gives her tb and kills her ugh

next chapter: here

#arthur morgan x reader #red dead redemption 2 #arthur morgan #arthur morgan fanfiction #red dead redemption community #rdr2 #arthur morgan x female reader #rdr #rdr fanfiction #rdr2 fanfiction

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dum-vivere-vinum-rubrum · 7 months

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HALLOWEEN ANTICIPATION GOES BRRRRRRRR

aha anyway there you go @iamheretodomythingrip eheh the sillies

so, we have:

-Cathy who was lazy and made the traditionnal ghost cliché BUT Anne follows her and do pranks on people when she's bored/when Cathy's bored/when someone is being a fucker

-Lina who got wild and cosplayed Himiko Toga (Anne did her buns) (she was uncomfortable bc Lina was jumping everywhere) and she started to flirt with herself (no comments)

-Jane, who tried to match with Cathy and tried to make a ghost version of Alexander Hamilton (i didn't really know what to do to make her look like a ghost sry)

-Anna who just put a dog onesie (she sometimes barks at people like a fucking bear) (just bc she wants to jumpscare people) (and Kat find her adorable and will call her "puppy"/"pup" because of that)

-Kat, the final one, she dressed all in yellow and said "I'm a lemon". She got lemon juice on her (no one knows where tf she put them) and her shirt says "Lemon Tree" (like the song teehee). She also prepared for this special occasion tons of puns related to lemons, like "Don't be BITTER" or "My back is really SOUR" before cackling with Anna.

and here is a little anne bonus bc funsies

#and most of the ideas are from the author eheh #tmotj #art #fanart #six the musical #anne boleyn #cathy parr #catalina of aragon #catherine of aragon #jane seymour #anna of cleves #katherine howard #halloween

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asta-rology · 1 year

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QUEENCARD ୨୧ — · · OUR SONG ! genshin, pjsk, star rail/reader imagines

a/n –· I just realized gepard's in almost all of them😭 favoritism at it's best ❤ maybe a lil ooc sry 😞😞 got a little lazy, might edit soon😜 STAN TAYLORR RAGHH❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 I made this while on the verge of passing out please have mercy

"our song is the slamming screen door, sneakin' out late, tapping on your window"

Being awakened by them throwing rocks to your window just so they could hang out with you in the middle of the night— when you accept their offer and come down, the both of you walk to nowhere in particular, no place in mind, talking about anything and everything that crosses your brains.

ʚ sampo , march 7th , yanqing , venti , kamishiro rui , tenma tsukasa , ootori emu(?) , akiyama mizuki ɞ

"The first date, 'Man, I didn't kiss them, and I should have'"

They're the type who's so shy that even if you were their lover they would still see you a bit more of a crush.

ʚ gepard , arlan , bronya , pelageya , xiao , kusanagi nene ɞ

The way they shyly give you things: hugs, roses, kisses, etc. It's adorable— the way they almost always look away, or either stare at you adoringly— it feels as sweet as cotton candy, and you just can't help but dote on them.

ʚ gepard , xiao(?) , pelageya , kusanagi nene ɞ

"I almost didn't notice all the roses and the note that said:"

They would always find a way to give you something, whether it was a handcrafted gift, or the most exquisite thing you have ever seen in your life., and they always succeed at making you smile at their sweet gestures.

ʚ gepard , stelle/caelus , seele , arlan , diluc ɞ

After a tiring day, all they want to do is lay in their lovers arms— being greeted as such makes them instantly melt into your arms, like ice when exposed to any kind of heat. Playing with their hair as their eyes remain closed, though they are fully aware of their surroundings>>

ʚ gepard , stelle/caelus , bronya , natasha , dan heng , himeko , welt , xiao , diluc , shinonome akito ɞ

"I grabbed a pen, and an old napkin, and I wrote down our song"

Them writing down everything that happened in your date in their diary

ʚ march 7th , ootori emu , azusawa kohane ɞ

Them writing their name and your surname together

ʚ kamisato ayaka , march 7th , kusanagi nene , azuzawa kohane ɞ

Them always taking note of what you do in their mind- being observant with you, never even taking their eyes off.

ʚ diluc , kaeya , kamishiro rui , jing yuan ɞ

I'M SORRYYY this probably looks soso rushed but pleaseee im a much better writer than tha

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megantheestallion-ismypresident · 22 hours

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@daeydream I'm going to call u out but not in a nice way a rude way because you like acting like a 12 year old cunt to ppl who bust they asses off writing stuff that you plagiarize for, so imma be a cunt right the fuck back.

1. I bet u not 19 teen because ain't no 19 year old steals ppl work, has comments like a fucking 5 year old that just started cussing and don't even know how to say it right. Like girl, it's giving lazy and immature. Your insults are unoriginal just like you're writing.

2. You a disrespectful ass bitch for writing these fics like u wrote them and taking all the credit is baffling to me. And the fact these people are being nice and politely telling u to take them and u being a rude ass bitch tells me what kind of person.

3. You need God, a life, better parents, a church, a job, and talent because girl bffr. I bet you be in your room stealing fanfics and be like, 'omg I'm so proud of writing a fanfic that's not even mine. I hope everyone loves it!!' Like girll u is trifling

4. And the irony for u to say stealing ppl's work is a huge 'no, no', and doing it yourself is hypocritical and crazy to me. Writing is not for everybody, and we know based on how you write, oh wait, excuse me, you don't even write work that's original 😭👋

5. My last thing I have to say is stay off the internet, go be yourself, be somebody bitch, GO CLOCK IN!!, that fact ur a new writer and doing bullshit like this is so crazy and u literally admitted that u have no problem taking stories from other writers, u trifling, pick me, dirty, unoriginal, bitchy, wannabe, cunty, angsty teen, U sad bitch, get a life on my mama. Also, get off this app, go worry about common decency, go work on multiplying and dividing, because you're probably not nineteen, and u have the mind of a middle schooler.

Also I wanna say @vnusoki and @ssaeth y'all are the real amazing writers for making good fanfics and have unoriginal, clout chasing bitches like her ruining stuff, and I'm sry another writer has to go through this again. Another one is @sttoru. I'm sry about that, and for ur work to be taken by the same fraud.

Alright uhhm that's all I have to say, and I'm done, idgaf If u respond or not.@daeydream ain't got no problem arguing with ppl right the fuck back.

#plagiarism #fanfics #stealing fanfics and claiming like its your's it crazy.#imagine being unoriginal

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mujori · 2 years

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Hello! I love your edits so much. I was wondering how do you make your gifs not look so crunchy/pixelated? Do you have a tutorial by any chance?

hi anon!! thank you and i appreciate it :-)

The big part I reckon on getting my stuff smooth is recording my footage at a consistent 60fps. I barely do any editing work on my gifs other than cropping it since ReShade/GShade does all the work for me. In Photoshop’s Save for Web tab, the dither and sizing settings will also make a difference on how it’ll look visually when exporting.

If you (and others) want to read more on how my work/thought process through making gifs, feel free to read more as there is a long wall of text ahead lol

but a TL;DR: record your footage at 60fps, or speed your videos/gif up if it isn't 60fps, and in the 'Save for Web (Legacy)' window of Photoshop; size down your gif to under 8-10mb, max out the colours, play with the dither settings & save.

also be sure to check out the gif-making community here on tumblr if you want to learn more. they have plethora of guides, have a google and add "tumblr" to the end of your search. here's a really good guide here from xec if you wanna have a read-through.

there are so many ways on doing this, but i've learned this way since i was like 13 and it stuck with me ever since and there may be better and more convenient ways of doing so 💀 also i'm using photoshop 2021. any version of photoshop will work as long there is a 'Save for Web' tab.

Record your footage at 60fps if you can.

As I said before, recording in 60fps contributes a lot to the smoothness of the gif. You can use whatever recording software you have handy, even the sims 4 inbuilt video recorder will work. but i think the default framerate for that is 30fps (at max settings), but i believe you can configure the text file for it. whatever, just make sure your computer is capable of running and recording shit at 60fps consistently lol

But if that isn't the case, there are ways to making it look smooth like speeding the video up by a bit (before importing into PS), or by changing the frame delay to around 0.03-0.05s in the (frame animation) timeline. play around with it to see what works & looks best. be prepared to have a lot of patience for testing😀😀😀😀😀

^^This really depends on what the subject matter is in your gif! you can get away with speeding up scenic shots, but it might not so much with highly mobile sims (theoretically). again, play around with the speeds to see what looks good.

Import your video via File > Import > Video to Layers then do whatever edits you want to the gif like said above blahblahblah and then File > Export > Save for Web (Legacy)

in the settings i use the preset GIF 128 (Dithered) then max out the colour to 256(!!!) and sometimes the dither settings. you can play around with what works/looks best for the gif by changing the dither effect, deleting colours from the colour table, etc. i sometimes just stick with these default settings bc i'm lazy as hell and everything looks the bloody same anD 90% OF MY GIFMAKING TIME IS SPENT ON WAITING FOR THIS BLOODY WINDOW TO FINISH LOADING EVERY TIME I MAKE A MINOR ADJUSTMENT TO A SETTING AND AKSJDFHASKJDFNADJKFNRE

anyways here is an in-depth guide by anue on what each setting does (desktop site redirect, sry mobile users). they also have other great guides if you want to have a look.

Sizing down your gif to adhere to the 10mb Tumblr gif cap

uhh do this before adjusting the dither settings/deleting colours from the colour table since sizing it down can affect those settings.

I usually have my gifs at around 7-10sec/~300frames & so the raw gif tends to be very large so i resize them down to about 30-40%, or when the gif file is under 8-10mb -- 10mb being the maximum gif size for Tumblr!! tumblr increased the size cap a few years ago from 3mb, so don't worry about having to size it down to below 3mb like how other guides say. go fucken wild!!!

and save yayyy wahoooo yippeee aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

#knowledge #- tai lopez #anon #ask #tutorials #i guess #resources

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exotic-inquiry · 10 months

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POV: You’re in a Horror Film

Rules: Create your look, take the quiz, post your results

Thank you for the tag @layalu (and afjkcejcb you got to the killer?? Oh nooo)

alas i know very little abt horror movies on account of being a huge scaredy cat

the whore

sure, sex is pleasurable and fun, but do you really think doing the nasty in the middle of a haunted house is smart? there's a murderer out there and you're taking off your clothes which is REALLY ill-advised. you could get tetanus! you seem to be under the impression that you're in a romcom or softcore porno, not a horror movie, and that's a lethal mistake to make.

I was gonna try to dispute that cus y'know #ace ... but honestly in a horror movie scenario where i 100% would die first it's probably fitting lmaoo I'd be the himbo jock archetype that dies early to tip the protag off that there might be a killer afoot

not tagging anyone right now cuz i'm lazy sry, but if you wanna do it pls tag me! I'd love to see

#tried my best to get the picrew to look like me but ehh the short hair options weren't it y'know. imagine it more floofy with bangs ty xD #and layalu i feel you lol. picrews artist pls give me option to be short and round it's part of my personality #tag game #exo.post

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tahtahfornow · 1 year

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5 Things You Never Get Tired of Writing

tysm @squidgilator & @pancakehouse house for the tag! <3<3<3

rules: list five things you never get tired of writing. it can be tropes, themes, characters, phrases, whatever brings you joy. then tag five people!

gonna copy molly here and say pining :) :). love some pining.

well. hmm if i'm being brutally honest with myself probably traumatized characters especially traumatized remus ummmmm but in canon he just comes that way yknow? <3

boys in lipstick [insert kiss emoji] cf. drag fic one day rly i swear

boys in lipstick kissing [insert two kiss emojis]

copying molly again to say .... first kisses love that one <3 if these stupid characters have kissed each other already in the timeline of the story then um no they haven't i'll find a way to sneak that first kiss in somewhere .... flashback it or somethin .... we do not gloss over first kisses here !! :)

um well who hasn't been tagged yet idek?!! open tag i'm just so lazy today sry but i would truly love to see what the lovely mutuals have to say!!

#tag game

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drewsaturday · 2 years

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Trollhunters

ty viennaaaaa! questions from here

Favorite character: barbara my beloved

Least Favorite character: i feel like it's almost lazy to say steve but... steve.... weirdly he kinda grew on me but he was still used in extremely annoying ways 9/10 times, so if i cared i would make my own lil pocket version of him that is bearable but alas i do not so he is simply... steve..... i'm also not a huge merlin fan.

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): stricklake and stricklakerot are rly all i've explored but that reminds me i also wanna look more into barbmura, morgana/gwen, morgana/barbara, and usurna/nomura. honorable 3below mention to zadra/izita and wizards mention to arcane order hell since we're over 5 anyway.

Character I find most attractive: it is SO cowardly of me to say barbara considering the show is also like, monsterfucker central, but... she pretty... and unfortunately a lot of female troll designs kinda suck, and while i love morgana i have issues with her design as well. i do think strickler and angor rot are attractive in theory but i have a very weird sexuality of like, yes i'd love to get railed by them even if it'd kill me, but i don't think i'm "attracted" to them because i'm in a weird zone of being a lesbian but also a monsterfucker and i genuinely do not know how to explain it more than that. so yeah we'll go with barbara bc there is...... idk, something special abt bein into someone kinda plain amidst a world of magical creatures, too? maybe? who knows, thanks for coming 2 my ted talk in this wendy's drive thru

Character I would marry: barbara is going to be my answer for SO much so i'll say nomura for this one because i love the surprise of never knowing if i'm going to get poisoned. usurna is also in that realm.

Character I would be best friends with: hmm maybe blinky because we're both insufferably autistic, but i would probably get annoyed with him fast. i probs would've vibed with eli when i was in high school tho, and aja reminds me of the classic hyperactive adhd weeb girlies i always wanted to get to know better.

a random thought: this is making me realize that after i finished the franchise i forgot literally everything about the show that wasn't barbara-centric

An unpopular opinion: yeah we're not going there <3 the worst i can probably answer with is that while i hate rott, i also do love the delicious angst of watching barb's reaction to strickler dying (esp doing so right after they got engaged) so i am kinda glad it gave me a glimpse into that just...... i do not want to take that or anything else from that film as canon tho lol. i just like having that in my back pocket for when i want a mental breakdown.

My Canon OTP: stricklake babey

My Non-canon OTP: stricklakerot is the only other one i've really explored!

Most Badass Character: either angor rot or barb with her broom

Most Epic Villain: man i wish i could say morgana because i love her in theory but in practice i just... don't vibe with a lot of how she was handled. so i'm gonna probs say some kinda tie between angor, strickler, usurna, and nomura because i also don't rly care about gunmar or bular etc (sry mister clancy). arcane order comes to mind but i didn't pay as much attention to them as i should've.

Pairing I am not a fan of: so i don't hate jim and claire but i also don't know why i semi-like them??? i really appreciate a lot of the ways they're portrayed in fanart! esp when toby gets added in. and again i actually don't hate them! i just don't... know why they're together when i actually think about it, and they're also too young for me to rly care to think about that much anyway.

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): hmm i mean... rott aside i don't know. i guess "draal should have lived" counts here. also my previously mentioned issues with some troll designs, i just think nomura's in particular could've been way better. oh and i had some issues with morgana's whole narrative but i can't remember them. ultimately i think the writers just didn't go into the actually interesting characters' backstories anywhere near enough.

Favourite Friendship: barb and nancy even if it's all in my head <3 also jim and all his new dads

Character I most identify with: barbara, which is probably mostly projection but like... i vibe with trying to balance work and school and childcare responsibilities even if i will never have it as hard as she had jl;sdjfsldkfj. i also love angor rot because yeah i also relate to continually being at the mercy of people who don't have my best interest at heart and wanting nothing more than to have independence from them but having no means of doing so. there's also def something there with changelings x autistic feels with always having a Mask on and being in survival mode.

Character I wish I could be: omg none of them everyone's lives are all nightmares??? BUT probably barbara because being at the center of a monster harem sounds fun

#trollhunters tag

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josieoh · 1 year

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[ moon gayoung, cis woman, she/her ] - was that JOSIE OH i saw by the lighthouse today? i heard that the TWENTY SIX year old who has been in nightrest for HER WHOLE LIFE and works as a PARALEGAL has a reputation of being PERSUASIVE, but also OBSESSIVE. they reside in ASHMORE & people in town usually associate them with ADAM AND EVE IN THE SECRET GARDEN, A DAMSEL WHO BECAME THE DISTRESS, & SILK SHEETS KISSING BARE SKIN. let’s hope the killer doesn’t go after them next. ╱ pinterest. dossier.

BRIEF BACKGROUND!

tbh i'm too lazy to do anything special with the bg so we just gonna have to agree to settle for this sry

raised in the shadows of her siblings, jealousy was the emotion most often felt, especially towards their mother's favourite jacob. tried to be the best kid, kept her grades up, got every award she could, played sports, danced, but nothing seemed to work to gain her parents attention ( or the attention of the adults taking care of them ). by her first year of high school, josie was over it. while she maintained her grades, she began hanging with the wrong crowd and leaning more into the black sheep persona among her peers while still trying to be the golden girl for her parents. nothing was off limits and by the time she graduated, she'd secured acceptance to a university out of state where she got her bachelors in paralegal studies. she took a year off to travel ( read: party ) and got together with the wrong guy. long story short, it was another two years before she was able to break away from that situation and finally come back home to nightrest where she's been putting her degree to good use ever since. -- basically she's been back nearly two years now.

HEADCANONS!

now onto her as a person.. she's a #Mess. petty, spiteful, overly confident, twisted, loves to argue and will literally do it just for shits and giggles ( even better if it pisses someone off ), does whatever she wants whenever she wants with no regard to other people and their feelings, and very i am woman, hear me roar. she's loyal to one person and that's herself ( and her siblings so ig 3 people ). here for a good time, not a long time. doesn't believe in anything that isn't a dress or skirt but wears pants suits to work bc the men she works with are pigs and she likes her job. speaking of her job, i imagine she works for one of the best lawyer firms in the area and specialises in criminal law, but she knows her way around business law too thanks to her parents ( yes she's still trying to find acceptance what of it ). takes her beauty seriously --- the type to have an extremely intensive skin care routine, work out routine, and diet. think like patrick bateman from american psycho sorta serious.. just minus the psychopathic murderer tendencies ( maybe. it's a surprise ). a practicing wiccan with an altar and all. will happily read your palm or tarot for free if you're a friend or for a "price" if she thinks you're hot enough. still a partier with nothing being off limits. has probably gotten really good at detoxing herself just in case there's ever a drug test at work. despite the fact that nothing's off limits and she's..well, her..she's very diligent when it comes to her job and probably one of the best around. organisation skills are on point, attention to detail is top tier, mistakes are an absolute no-no, etc etc. don't get her started, she can talk about how amazing she is forever still very much jealous of her older brother, but won't hesitate to add your ass to nightrest's body count if you fuck with him in even the SLIGHTEST way 😠 and did she settle in ashmore to be close to said brother? maybe. we don't talk about it. if you wanna help her help her bro find love tho......ig you can hit her up. just don't use her in an attempt to get to her brother. been there done that didnt want the ugly tshirt. did i mention she was a scrapper? bc she is, she just prefers to do so verbally due to her job ( tho given her parents, she's probably not likely to lose it even if only due to them trying to keep their rep in place ).

anyway she's an annoying lil hellion but i hope yall love her as much as i do thank u

#nightrest:intro

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