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maochira · 10 months
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If I keep getting f!reader requests I will make the reader a lesbian and genderbend the characters to girls out of spite because why do some of the requesters not read request rules
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mythgirlimagines · 2 years
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So many ideas to write...little motivation to write them
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riflewounds · 2 years
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Whumptober, day 24 | Fight, Flight, Or Freeze ("I don't want to do this anymore")
Man this prompt sounded so easy but it gave me the most trouble out of all of them. And it's kinda short as a result.
NSFW.
Cw: mentions of past noncon.
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What time is it again?
Heavy breathing filled the room. The air was hot and musky, with a faint tinge of onions. Three days worth of sweat. There was salt on his tongue, he licked his moist lips and tasted liquor. Durant couldn't quite place the taste, but it stung and he concluded it had to be quite potent.
Fuchs laid over him. One hand so dangerously close to the gunman's crotch, far too close for comfort, but he didn't feel like pushing it aside either. Limp and tired, so drunk, but not enough by any margin.
He could still feel, he could still think. His eyelids were heavy, oh yes they were, and it was hard to pry them back open, but the darkness was lazy, it didn't want to claim him yet.
Durant's fingers dug into Fuchs' mussed-up hair, tracing circles on the younger man's scalp. The gunman... found it calming, even when he didn't know why he was doing it. Why was he stroking the man he so hated, the man who used him to sate his urges, and barely anything else?
Fuck's sake, he nearly left him to die back then. In the torture warehouse. The images were hazy, Durant didn't want to remember any of it but he couldn't forget the pain.
The agony tearing his legs apart. Fuchs, how he aggravated those broken bones, until the gunman couldn't take it anymore and that darkness took pity on the man.
It didn't keep him up at night. But he still remembered those tiny jagged knives cutting away at his flesh. The way his legs felt, numb and achy, but it went away. Thank god it went away because he needed his legs.
He was just a gun with legs, after all.
Fuchs made a sound, some tired moan, as he shifted on top of his gunman. Hand brushing away against his slumbering dick and he felt a twinge of warmth flush his face.
But other than that, he didn't feel anything.
Huh.
He'd stopped with the gentle strokes, his fingers sat in Fuchs' dark hair, motionless, as the gunman stared at the ceiling.
Maybe it... wasn't a great sign. That Fuchs seemed like he wanted to get into his pants, but his touch didn't do anything to him.
It used to, though. His hands used to do a lot of things to him. Guided your obedient little maw to his wet, throbbing meat.
Durant swallowed at the thought. No. He didn't want that.
What did he want, then? If not to please his boss? To raise him to the very highs of that primal ecstasy?
Durant only ever felt dread. When Fuchs was coming down on him. When he wasn't even given a chance to say 'no'.
Seven words mindlessly teetered from his drunken tongue, rolling from his lip like a handful of glass marbles. "I don't want to do this anymore."
He had enough of this. Of everything. He wished he could perish in the moment, he didn't want this, he didn't want to be a part of this horrible contract, he didn't want to be here.
He wanted another drink. More. And more and more.
Until his body couldn't take it anymore and his brain checked out, leaving him to wake up in a pile of trash with possibly the worst hangover he ever experienced.
But Fuchs didn't seem to pay any attention to those seven words, the most sincere words the gunman had uttered in the past two and a half years. Durant's boss only squirmed on top of him, arm lazily hooking against Durant as the younger of the two pulled himself closer, higher. 
He didn't want this.
He didn't want to be here.
But maybe, maybe if he imagined this wasn't Fuchs, but someone else...
(Fuchs was as good as a blow-up doll about now.)
...maybe then he wouldn't be feeling like this.
But Durant couldn't bring himself to put in the effort. At the end of the day, when they both wake up half-naked on the same side of the bed, it'll still be Fuchs. And the gunman would still wind up with that sickening feeling at the back of his throat.
Now their faces were only inches apart, Durant could feel his boss' hot breath against his neck. How he rutted against his knee, too out of it to even notice. At least he wasn't trying to grope him anymore, even if... he didn't mean it. Durant hoped his boss didn't mean it, the guy's absolutely shitfaced for god's sake.
Durant's only solace was that his boss was face-down, chin resting against the edge of the mattress, but the rest of his head hung past the edge. If the guy vomits, at least it won't be on the gunman's clothes. The cheapshit suit he's been wearing for who knows how long.
It didn't matter. Nothing fucking mattered.
The gunman let his eyes fall shut, and the darkness still refused to claim him.
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vettely · 7 months
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as someone who is starting a new uni at 23 but is blending in perfectly with the 18-year-olds i'm curious and i need to ask
feel free to reblog and tell me in the tags what age do you get mistaken for, and do you find that to be a bad or a good thing :))
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chongoblog · 11 months
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Me, playing Tears Of The Kingdom: “Wow this game is amazing! I could give it a 100/100!!”
Me, after completing the shrine titled ‘Alignment of the Circles’: “Wow this game is amazing! I could give it a 99.99/100!!”
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cookie-nom-nom · 3 months
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Reading Barrayar I felt trapped in Cordelia’s head. It’s incredibly effective for the dread of war as a civilian. Plans and machinations happening beyond you, with no input. Hearing of things happening that seem far off and like yeah that’s awful but then suddenly it dominoes in a way that destroy your life and it’s not your fault and you could've done nothing at all to prevent it. Especially the tension of being hunted in the Dendarii mountains with no idea how the war is going, if they’ve already lost, if it is already too late. Cordelia is doing actively important things in service of the war by sheltering Gregor, yet there's this pervasive feeling of helpless lack of control. She spends most of the book with this dread of not knowing when the next threat to their family will come, and I don’t think it could’ve been done so effectively if we had access to the information Aral had. I found it frustrating at times, since it felt like Cordelia was swept up in events with little agency (at first; obviously our dear captain didn’t remain there). I wanted so badly to be with Aral seeing and knowing and making the decisions.
But that’s the point! Most people have absolutely zero agency in those situations and little information and it’s terrifying. Barrayar captures the feeling of being a civilian in war where so many narratives narrow in upon the heroes and 'men of history' that control conflicts. That's what readers expect. I think that’s why I loved the ending so much. After so long trapped with Cordelia, just trying to survive the larger machinations of Barrayar’s bloody politics, it felt so, so good to finally be on the offensive, to have information the opponents don’t, to finally have power and the means to control what happens. It's a relief to the constant tension of having no agency in a giant conflict that frankly Cordelia had no business being affect by, yet was swept up in because of her love of Aral.
Which is the second thing I deeply enjoyed in Barrayar. I love how the war is made so human. A messy tangle of human relationships control it. I can’t stop thinking about the hostages. There are just so many children being used because the war holds the future hostage. Tiny precious Miles utterly incapable of comprehending how large a pawn he is. Young grieving Gregor vital to the plans of both sides whether dead or alive. Elena, who should be of no importance but she is because that's the kid of an unimportant soldier, just like every other hostage is another piece in the web of the war. I keep thinking about the relatives of Aral’s men caught in the capital. The hostages that Aral refuses to take. Everyone just trying to take care of those they love, and the points where they must put other priorities over their relationships are heart wrenching.
Barrayar looks dead on at how little people try to survive a civil war. From the mountains where the fighting seems so far, and information is slowed to a trickle of the singular mailman. The invasion of forces that disrupts people who may not even know there’s a war yet. The scientists and the genius lost in a single blast that goes unnoticed. The urban populations trying to sneak in food and people and keep their heads down. Random citizens debating who to sell out, weighing risks and bounties, if it will get them the favor with the occupiers that will help them survive. All so small in the grand scheme of things, and yet they are who Barrayar concerns itself with.
Cordelia’s uncertainty and fear would’ve been undermined if we were allowed to see in the heads of people driving the conflict, because Barrayar isn’t about those people. It is the desperation of two mothers, powerless and kept in the dark, that topples the regime.
Addendum: Cordelia’s relationship to Aral firmly places her in an upper class position that is important to note when discussing the role of civilians/‘little people’ within this analysis. But as a woman on Barrayar she is extremely limited in the power she is allocated, especially compared to someone like Aral, which would be the military leadership POV that novels more focused on the grander scope of war would utilize. Again not to say Cordelia has no agency or power, but it is not to the degree of the people in charge. Thus I place her alongside the average people swept up in a war outside their control. Still, her position as a Vor Lady gives her some access knowledge and connections that she turns into power, which while limited are far more than the average citizen. Her significance to Vordarrian is exclusively viewed as yet another hostage, an underestimation that Cordelia readily exploits, but still afforded only due to her status. Cordelia occupies a position of importance but not power beyond the scope of the people she’s formed direct relationships with, which only further ties into the essay's thesis.
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oifaaa · 1 year
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Duke stole and uploaded Riddler's riddles on twitter. Oracle shed a single tear of proudness.
Duke is no longer allowed to fight riddler after accusations of "online bullying" and "harassment"
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unorcadox · 2 months
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i love making text-heavy stuff tbh. i think i've realistically "outgrown" weirdcore at least with regard to the more heavily edited stuff, but i still deeply love the idea of making my writing pieces look like they're fucked up pieces of old web lost media, so i think i've found a way to keep going despite that
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sleepingcup · 1 year
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Close to you
Characters: Dan Heng x (G/N)! Reader
Genre: Fluff, Unspoken Feelings
Game: Honkai Star Rail
Disclaimer: This is a one-shot story, please be aware of unexpected typos and ooc characters.
"For me to be this close to you....its unfair." He said as a hand reach out to your cheek.
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When you say that you are close to him.
You ask yourself.
How close are you to him?
Sure Dan Heng is the type to remain silent about his past, change the topic, or anything else. But getting closer to him is trying to get to his world where he allows himself to be comforted by you.
You can't fix him and he can't either, that's how the world works. But there will be room for comfort even if not.
One night you went to see if anyone was there in the lobby, but only to see Dan Heng relaxing by the sofa being absorbed to his boom. Tho you wanted to talk to him, a part of you is saying that you don't want to bother him.
"(Y/n)? Why are you awake at this hour?"
And yet you are caught the second you want to avoid seeing his gaze, "I can't sleep..." You replied before Dan Heng nodded understanding your response before motioning for you to sit closer to him. You accept and sat beside him but he didn't look at you since he was fixated on his book.
It is very rare to see him reading out of his room.
"It's rare to see you here at this hour. Dan Heng."
"You think? Well, I wanted to relax here for a while."
You were not aware of that smooth lie he said, tho you can only understand how he feels just to relax and stare at the ceiling. But you were not aware, he was secretly staring at you, he had to come up with a lie cause he heard from March that you often come here in the middle of the night just to stargaze.
At least he manages to spend time with you even if you two aren't even that close.
And yet you both remain silent for a while until...
"You know, the universe is so interesting..."
You finally say something as Dan Heng was surprised to see your cute face being so absorbed in outer space. "Is that so..." He said as you looked at him with a pure smile on your face, "It makes me want to touch a star one day just to cuddle it, or explore other places on the planet to explore!"
"I do travel from time to time, but I do love to see various types of planets to analyze…. It does takes me back~”
Dan Heng can only stare but he was curious about what you are talking about, it is a chance for him to get to know more about you and all but. To think that he thought that it was still your first time talking about this, or maybe it was March who had your info to herself. You looked at Dan Heng with a spark of twinkle in your eyes excitedly, “I wanted to ask if you have also explored other planets and spaceships before!? Are there any new ones that you like???” He can only stare at you but he can tell that his ears are a bit red of the closeness you were to him.
And yet he can smile and nod just to reply to you about what places he has been before. Tho he did ask the same question that you asked, and yet he finds it fascinating about what you said about it even tho he knows that each places has its own messed up stories. However he did find your interactions with him relaxing, even tho he prefers the silence and yet he was secretly happy that you are having fun talking to him. You two don’t know how much time has passed before the silence kicks in, he had this realization that he did talk a bit too much about the places but he noticed that your head was on his shoulder sleeping soundly.
His eyes were widened and his face was flustered and yet he find you cute when you are resting peacefully in his shoulder. Dan Heng's heart was beating a bit too fast and yet, he finds himself pulling out his phone just to take a tiny photo of you sleeping on his shoulders. He questions himself why did he do all of this when its not necessary-no he DOES know.
Before meeting you, he was a bit too cautions but the more he spend time with you. He has a feeling that you are special not to others but to himself. The times he spend with you alone are rare but very special, he evenly remembers the time he was swallowed by your embrace when he was at his lowest, no words but comfort. Dan Heng hates to admit that he doesn't need such comfort and kindness but meeting you did change his mind to the point that he clearly has a crush on you. When you are doing adventures with him, his eyes were fixated on you like he won’t leave you alone till he knows that you are safe.
"For me to be this close to you....its unfair." He said as a hand reach out to your cheek. A small simple touch won’t wake you, and yet. He was trying to resist the chance to lean closer.
He knows pretty well that March and Stella/Caelus does have to tease him for that act, but they know pretty well that you are special to them. Your kindness never fails to make them grow closer to you. And yet, he just secretly wants your kindness to himself, but he should not feel greedy for this it makes him feel out of character for him.
“(Y/n)…”
Dan Heng smiles before placing his stuff to his invisible pockets before gently carrying you in his arms, “I….no.. it’s not the right time…. But I hope you had a good rest… (Y/n).” Those are the words he only says before walking you to your quietly, he opens your door just to gently place you on the bed before gently kissing your forehead before leaving.
“See you tomorrow….love..”
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The next day you woke up on your bed, confused since all you remember was your conversation with Dan Heng. Tho you might night remember what happened last night, you swore you felt a kiss, it puzzled you for a second before you had that realization now that you remember. Dan Heng DID carry you to your room while you were peacefully sleeping on his shoulder, your face was a blushing mess before you hide your face to the pillow mentally screaming of how embarrassing you are to him.
“What was I doing….hhhgghhh….”
On the other side, Dan Heng was trying to silence March who happen to take a photo of you and Dan Heng. He was trying to hide his blushing face but was secretly grateful that March gave him the photo, but she is forced to keep that moment a secret. Even tho she is trying not to tell you that he has a crush on you.
“Come on Dan Heng! You just need to tell them how much you love them!”
“March…the timing is not right for this…..”
“Oh come on!!”
“…”
Tho he has to find a way to feed a cookie to March in hopes to silence her since her voice can be heard by you by any chance.
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varilien · 2 years
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how about a werewolf Livio? 👀👀 awoo and stuff
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two awoo :)
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galaxies-and-gore · 7 days
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I keep seeing people use the toon me picrews to make their twst ocs and I decided to give it a try. They're not exactly how I imagine them, but I'm pretty happy considering most picrews feel very limiting.
In order: Xenio, Lumi, Desmond (two of him because I couldn't decide), Corvus, Victor, and Mallory (I haven't posted his bio yet)
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Idk how but these took me 4 hours to make
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cloud-somersault · 5 months
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This is in reference to your most recent post, but I honestly get so confused when people who watch LMK haven't read or at least done research on the source material(JTTW) because I feel like it dampens their experience of appreciating the characters. 
JTTW, which is what LMK is referenced from, is rich with tradition, meaning, and culture. Not understanding JTTW gives you a very one dimensional approach to all the characters but especially Wukong since he is currently one of the only original JTTW figures from the main cast. And in misunderstanding Wukong’s source material means that people really don’t understand shadowpeach like they should. 
Even if we were to only go from the context of the show, shadowpeach started out super toxic. LMAO! These guys were at each other’s throat constantly and were not amicable at all. The appeal is the fact that it is alluded to/shown that these two used to have a very close relationship but something happened to separate them. That’s where the intrigue begins, that’s what gets the gears turning in the viewer’s head. Something happened to make them this way and we want to know! In JTTW canon, Wukong did kill Macaque and it was actively against Buddha’s requests not to. Bro did not care, lol.  I think it is also important to realize that LMK and JTTW are still different BUT it’s honestly quite foolish, in my opinion, to completely disregard the book it is based on. And there’s nothing wrong with fans taking canon things from JTTW and applying it to LMK. Especially if it’s their own fanfiction or interpretation(like your fic). It has been a common theory that Wukong killed Macaque(pretty much since the show started), especially given a lot of the evidence we have been presented with. Disregarding one of the writer’s statements, it’s completely reasonable to make the connection between JTTW and LMK that Wukong did kill Macaque. Especially considering we are shown in the third season a flashback that they did have a violent brawl before his supposed death and subsequent resurrection. 
Shadowpeach IS inherently toxic, especially before there’s any character growth between them, and I personally feel like it’s okay to acknowledge that and embrace it. I understand people tend to gravitate away from any forms of toxicity because, yeah, it feels weird saying you like a ship of two people who hate each other. But that’s the fun thing about enemies to lovers! And shadowpeach has so much more depth to it because it can be interpreted in so many different ways. I wholeheartedly believe that their versatility and depth as a ship is largely the reason why they are one of the biggest ships in the fandom. And their depth comes from the fact that they are inherently flawed characters.  
This need to uphold Sun Wukong on a pedestal he does not deserve ultimately ruins the thing that makes them special. And that's how undeniably human he is. Someone wouldn’t know that just from watching LMK, especially since the show either glosses over the darker parts of JTTW or alters them entirely. Stripping Wukong specifically of the overflowing amount of wonderful source material he has completely dumbs down the beauty of his character. I think playing around with the idea that he did kill Macaque(in regards to LMK canon) doesn’t really change where they come from very much. Idk if anyone else has noticed, but the season 4 special is obviously still not the full picture. That little fight in the mountain is 100% not what makes them hate each other so much. That much animosity for an altercation like that?? It doesn’t make any sense. We still don’t have the full picture, and people are basing their attitude towards each in seasons 1-3 on insufficient evidence. 
Anyway, sorry lol. Seeing people not appreciate shadowpeach for the mess it is makes me so unbelievably disappointed and frustrated(especially if they know nothing about JTTW) and the internet is a great place to bounce off opinions. I promise this isn’t directed towards anyone in particular and it doesn’t come out of anger, I just think there is a common misunderstanding of shadowpeach’s complex foundation and I refuse to stand for it. /lh /nm
Okay, my weird rant is over, haha. I completely understand your irritation with comments like that, though, and I am so sorry you have to deal with them. 
Damn, I don't really have anything to add to this. I think you said it all. I can pack it up and go home LMFAO Can this be my new pinned post
Oh, I will say one thing. The fandom is def afraid or in denial that shadowpeach, in any iteration, is toxic. In order for it not to be, they'd have to be grossly out of character, and then guess what friends? That's not shadowpeach!
But a lot of people do that and are content with that. Which, okay, but stay off my porch LMFAO
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narutosidebitch · 2 months
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I saw this theory on twitter that if you are a person who has ever paid for anything in the game, your chances of not getting a limited 5 star within the first 10-30 pulls increases and I'm starting to believe that because ever since I bought the aurum pass my luck has always been getting the cards within the last 10 pulls FUCKING ALWAYS and it's so damn FRUSTRATING.
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colorfuldream · 8 months
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Say all you want about the Shiver hate but the funniest thing is that people are making those stories addressing the hate with one character feeling so bad for poor Shiver because people are upset at her and the game iykyk
Especially if they include the "I'm so strong and protective" bit only to "subvert" our expectations with the character being upset FOR her and not AT her
Straight up hilarious, can't believe we're doing this unironically
Anyway yeah I'm salty too that she keeps winning and the Splatfests should be regional again but let's be real, this isn't gonna change and we all knew it was gonna happen when we saw the initial reaction for her. Being salty won't change anything, it's time to accept it y'all
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revive-the-fandom · 1 year
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Shout out to that one time I was actually funny. Too funny to finish this fucking drawing apparently.
Anyway this is me complaining abt the og name for Burgess aka the town rotg is mostly set in, as named by Joyce himself. Like respect to him for writing some nice fucking books but my god u didn’t need to complicate things by adding so many references to real life historical figures.
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gutsfics · 6 months
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how do yall know who wrote which choices novels. theres no credits anywhere on the app
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