Lovely had been opened up to so many different sensations throughout their life. The sore spot on their finger from where their pencil rested after writing an essay, or when they fell off the monkey bars and almost dislocated their shoulder.

The magical world was no different. They could feel Adam's fangs digging into their neck as they laid in bed sometimes, or their blood soaking into the mattress beneath them. The feeling of their body, cold and limp beneath his trance. The feeling of his breath spanning across their neck as he told them where they were, that Vincent was probably running overhead, just out of earshot. The sound of their voice, forced into saying his name.

But they also felt the sensation of Vincent's fangs delicately pressing past their skin. His hips against theirs as they straddled him. His lips against theirs as he thanked them for their trust in him. His breath on the nape of their neck as he held them, soothing away the nightmares. Their voice saying his name breathlessly as he sped down the highway in one of his expensive cars.

They felt the electric current in their body as they snuck up behind Vincent when he was making Mac n Cheese for them, zapping him lightly in the side before running away giggling. They felt the tug in their newly realized core when they practiced bottling their power in the DAMN classes. They felt the static electricity calling to them whenever a balloon was close by. They felt William's fond gaze as they hid beside his desk, waiting for Vincent so they could give him a static shock before hiding behind the centuries old vampire King.

And they felt when all of that was gone too. Lovely felt that absence in their chest. The replacement in their veins. They felt the day turn into danger and the night turn into possibilities. They felt the pitying gaze from Sam and William. They felt the guilty one from Vincent.

Lovely had experienced so many things. And as they stared at the last box in the moving van, they knew this would just be another on the list.

I've seen there's posts going round saying you need to delete all your art from tumblr, right now! This very second! Because it's gonna get scraped for AI!!! And I totally get anyone who does delete their stuff to avoid that, or at least deletes the old stuff and reuploads with glaze or nightshade But I dunno, I've reached the point where I feel like all these companies (the AI creators, and the social media sites etc.) are so blasé about your data, so out of any fucks about privacy and personal ownership and only care about £$ line go up, that it's probably all been scraped a thousand times already?! Tumblr's move will certainly make this even easier and more likely, but, whenever I post anything online anymore I am under the full belief that this is gonna get taken and used by anyone who wants to already 🤷‍♂️ Perhaps that is a negative mindset, but I dunno guys, it feels like the damage is largely already done and deleting all my art at this point will only serve to make my life less fun. On a more positive note, the kind of people that are running AI are ridiculous tech bros, the exact types that ran nft's and various other hair brained schemes straight into the ground, so there's hope there too. If AI was being developed seriously as an actual tool for artists to use it's one thing, and I think there could be legitimately interesting uses there. but the current state of affairs with the rampant theft and fuck you get mine attitude ignoring any copyright laws in their path, it could easily all crash and burn a couple of lawsuits later. Or people will just get bored and move on. In the mean time yes, it is doing real damage to artists, not arguing that. Just saying as negative as my attitude to this situation is, I also have hope that it may not be the all out artistic apocalyptic event some predict. But as it stands now, I feel like everything online is 'free real estate' to these people, no matter what checkboxes you ticked or watermarks you added, or new policies dickhead CEO's add to their social media sites. To be clear: It shouldn't be this way, it fucking sucks, and by all means delete your stuff if you feel it necessary. I don't plan to at the moment. I do have glaze set up for future posts. Anyway just my thoughts on the matter at the moment. Anyone else feel this way? Or, if you are deleting your stuff now, what are you going to do going forward? New websites/come back and repost with glaze/other?

One thing I will say about the experience that Raynare would have from being resurrected for Evelyn's studies... Is that she'd very quickly become something of a wreck.

Like... There's a side of herself that Evelyn keeps from Rias, but that poor fool of a fallen angel has to stare right into that thing every day.

The question is if she accepts the second chance with open arms... Or would the hanging threat of a fate worse than death break her utterly?

"Because i want you to live a long and happy life"

I wish she had more scenes... Whateva

I wish some aces would stop excluding other aces with complex sexual experiences. like I get why but you have to realize that being ace does not mean they don't enjoy sexual experiences and it's weird when you complain about allo people and boil it down to "people who have sexual experiences" and also shame people for their sex life and kinks as if your own community doesnt INCLUDE those people. because there are other aces out there who still masturbate, who feel sexually attracted to their own body, who barely experiences sexual attraction but still enjoys sex, who like consuming sexual media, who like sfw kink. being ace is so so much more complex than just "disliking sex". and also aromantic exclusionism in the same genre of posts is something i see a lot. especially aro allos. I hate hate hate seeing a community that SHOULD be inclusive boil down sexuality and exclude people.

Time shenanigans

Correct me if I'm wrong, but I feel like there is a particular kind of sadness (or loneliness, if you will) that ace/aro folk feel.

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JJ got a hand in your hair,scratching at your scalp softly while John b has a warm hand under your(his) shirt as he runs the tip of his finger down your spine. "you getting sleepy pup?" He ask,looking down at you while you hum,snuggling further between the two guys.

"yeah... you're so warm" you mumble as your eyelids start to close slowly,head tilted into JJ's hand while you hum happily. "I just..my brain doesn't want to turn off but I wanna sleep" you whine, receiving a coo from both boys as they look at each other with a knowing smirk. "you need that Brain turned off cupcake?" JJ asks,receiving a nod in response. John b hand travels down your back over the curve of your ass as you hum contently,letting his finger run over your clothed pussy.

"bee..." "I know,pup,I've got you...just relax mh?" Nodding with a smile you let him peel your panties down your legs as JJ starts to press sticky kisses on your neck. Your brunette boyfriend moves over the edge of the bed,spreading your legs apart as he hums. "there's my girl...should see her JJ,so wet" the boy chuckles,pressing a kiss to your clit before moving his finger over your mouth. "wet them for me,angel"

Opening your mouth you twirl your tongue around his digits,coating them in spit as he brings them back down,ghosting them over your entrance before slowly moving them inside. "yeah...there you go,nice and warm hm?" Before you can answer JJ tilt your head to the side,showing his tongue into your mouth as John b starts to move his fingers.

"just relax hm,we've got you princess" JJ mumbles as his hand moves over your tits,squeezing them with a pleased groan. Grinding into John B's palms you release a high pitched whine "bee" "yeah,can feel you squeezing me tight,you close already baby? just needed this so much?"Nodding in response,your back arches off the bed,holding onto your blonde boyfriend forearm for support as you clench around John b fingers. JJ smirk from behind you,continuing his work of fondling your boobs as his lips sucks at the skin between your neck and shoulder, "c'mon,sweets.. know you got in you,just need to let it out" he whispers into your ear. John b presses a kiss to your clit before bringing his thumb over it,rubbing the bundle in circles as he smiles. "let it go,pup" After a few more pumps you press your face into JJ's chest,moaning at the overwhelming sensations,the tanned skin boy slowly still his movements before removing his fingers completely out of you,licking them clean before coming back up and pressing a kiss to your lips. "let's get you clean up" He mumbles,chucking at your already closed eyes,a hum is all he gets as an answer as he wipes you down with a wet towel. "out like a light she goes" JJ chuckles as you snuggle into his side,John b taking his previous spot on your other side before pressing a kiss to your head. "goodnight puppy"

Rise Ramblings #596

How Donnie thinks he sneezes:

"Ah, ah, ah, sneeze!"

How he actually sneezes:

"...Achooie!"

Lately on my mind has been Frederick and Bright Eyes.

I, unfortunately enough, found Redacted originally pretty early into his channel. But I also wasn't really into asmr bf experiences, so I kind of just went "Oh cool. Anyway, where are my animations?"

So while I did know about his channel's existence, I never got to experience Fred's storyline. Which is major bummer and very much my bad. Not very cowabunga of me.

But, I do know some basics from having some explanations gracefully dunked on my head upon request. And with the newest info (relatively new anyways) of Fred taking Sam's last name, and Sam getting in a few hits on Quinn for what he did, you have to assume he's Hella close with Fred, if not BE as well by now. I mean, it's been years since they were turned.

So... what happens to them with Sam leaving the clan? Are they leaving with him? Are they staying? Are they splitting up? Like, what's going on? Are they going with Vincent (to my understanding Fred was kinda close with Vincent too?)

There's this one extremely explicit Thane x mshep piece out there from 11 years ago that somehow survived the great porn purge and every now and then I remember and go and check if it's still there and it makes me happy to know it survived. I never reblog it because I feel like that might somehow jinx it, give it attention and then it will finally be caught. special secret drell dick. Reposting to add crucial edit: it's not my piece. This is from the before times, and long before me. You won't find magical drell dick scrolling through my back catalogue, sorry!

i'm rewatching phil's day 2 qsmp prison vod after watching missa's vod and i want to list a couple of things i noticed and just, really like

whenever qmissa's near qphil he always goes to stand next to him

whenever qmissa is away from qphil he often looks around for qphil often asking ¿dónde está Philza?

whenever qphil is near qmissa he often stares at him either directly or in f5

they both focus on each other whenever there's a crowd

qphil sprints out of any and all open doors like a bird flying through a slightly cracked open cage door (a menace /positive)

whenever qmissa is looking for qphil, qphil is almost always in either solitary confinement or trying to escape the prison

qmissa desperately trying to help with the spanish words during the language classes (him screaming hints at qphil)

quacki, just all of quacki (I JUST HEAD HER SAY "i like being with you" AT QPHIL PIPIPIPI :((( )

both the ways qphil and qmissa latch onto each other (qmissa standing by qphil's side, qphil staring at qmissa from a distance) are something you'll easily miss from the other's pov (qmissa often stands just a bit away from qphil's line of sight, qphil often stands further away or behind qmissa)

ghostbit was clearly visible in qmissa's pov multiple times but somehow he kept missing him

when quacki asks qphil if he'll go on a date with qmissa if she places down a trapdoor for him, he says "yeah- yeah i've- i've been on- i've been on- y'know- yeah" (can you tell what part of the vod i'm on rn) like hello?? sir??

the way qphil just, dips from confrontations with the guards like idk how to explain it but the way he just jumps into conversation after another escape attempt while the guards are still shooting at him is unparalleled

The whole party’s so codependent that this hardly matters anyway but Queerplatonic FabRiz is actually so important to me like all I picture is them at 20 being like Fabian “Hello my future lover, this is my emotional support provider THE BALL, I run most of my decisions past him and lose my mind if he’s not around.” Meanwhile Riz just gets the confirmation he’s actually loved for being a great friend and just the validation that his friendship is as important to someone’s life as a romance partner and also getting to at some point to be Fabian’s Sugarbaby.

y’all. what if

what if we get a dream sequence where ed is longing for what could have happened, what should have happened. like, we see the same few beats of him on the dock, calling out for stede and looking increasingly concerned. but then the brush behind him rustles, and stede actually stumbles out into view.

and ed’s face breaks out into the most relieved, beautiful smile, and there’s this very dreamy sequence of them breathing each other’s names and running to each other. they of course hug each other tightly, maybe even kiss, before ed murmurs something like, “was worried for a second. thought i’d lost you.”

only for stede to go “oh, no. you’ll never ever lose me.”

...and then ed wakes up in the gutted darkness of the captain’s quarters. alone.