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Little help? I'm pretty good at languages but Well, deciphering "qwffefrfdffjfdjffdfkrjrkrfflkeswskekgflee" feels like trying to translate alien tap-dancing instructions – mysterious and entertaining, but utterly confusing!
Unless you mean...
quick wiggling frogs fried endlessly for removal from demented french fighters just for diamond jingles for fun during floods kicking rings jewellery round kayaks rolling forward filling lost kites empty saw wells skate kicking electric kettle going for lines energy ending?
But who knows 🤨🤔
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Are you naughty or nice?
“Hmmmm... you've got a couple weeks left to redeem yourself Nikolette. Right now, you are on the Naughty List! “
“!?!”
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What's something you look for in a man?
i look away
#u found the perfect time to ask this i just saw a tiktok of someone saying that a day or so ago. So true#i was gonna answer this seriously but no. this. this is good#asks#°
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i've always enjoyed the way tsubomi is portrayed. she's not really part of the story and we don't know much about her outside of her being the target of mob's feelings and in a way a symbol or symbolic goal for his character arc - but that's the point! the point is that that's a shitty thing in a story and also in real life to do to another person!
she has a very strong feeling of having her own thing going on. she's not the love interest in a shounen series, she's a middle schooler with her own life and troubles. there's kind of a meta level to it too, how we as the audience are not entitled to find out every detail of her life, right? i like how understated her portrayal is while also being consistent with the things that we actually see of her true self are. truly, she's a strong person who knows what she's about.
specifically the conveyor belt of confessions and her justified annoyance at having to deal with the emotions of all these people that have cast her into the role of their love interest is just *chefs kiss* perfect and a mood
#mp100 spoilers#spoilers#honestly vibing the whole like#i don't even know you. you don't even know me#and having to manage other's emotions or risk social repercussions#this is some very sloppy analysis because i'm still in a food coma fgsdfgfds#special mention to the oh are you sure you want me to answer your question vibe in the first img#perfection
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does ink still stink
i don't think we can fix him i think it's permanent
ink by comyet
dream by jokublog
#i used paint bucket tool. went significantly faster#i hate the paint bucket tool#makes me want to eat insulation#which is perfect for this blog#i need to get my hands on mspaint so i can get that gritty white unfilled space near the lines too#my friends draw too well i need to balance it out with uglier and uglier answers#-mod kip#🦑#badly drawn utmv#washing machine saga#utmv#undertale multiverse#undertale au#ink sans#dream sans
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I really appriciate how often Machete is depicted struggling and feeling like a burden, while still being loved and supported by Vasco. It gives the top tier angst of "i'm not good enough, I'm not worth it" but you frame it in such a way where it's clear that's just how he *feels* and is not how things really are, but also it's so nice to see someone who struggles quite often in a loving and unique relationship that suits them. The narrative of not being able to love or be loved unless you're consistently healthy is really tiring lol.
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#ah thank you! I'm so glad these themes come through the way I intended#this touches on something that I've been thinking a lot so sorry if this gets a bit ranty#but I have massive personal beef with the sentiment “you have to love yourself before you can love someone else/someone else can love you ”#I hate it with a passion#I know it's meant to encourage positive growth and I get that self-love and healthy self-image are something you should strive for#but it also sort of sends the message that people who struggle with these sort of issues don't deserve to be loved#not until they reach some external invisible standard of “okay I'm normal and well adjusted now”#“perhaps now I'm worthy of entering a relationship without the danger of dragging the other person down with me”#people who aren't in perfect health mentally or physically already feel like they're inconveniencing others with their mere existence#depriving them of the possibility or even the idea of loving and being loved won't make them better#it's just a stupid idiom it doesn't matter but to me it just comes across as unspeakably cruel way to think#and it rustles my jimmies#answered#anonymous
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hey wait i just had a thought. what would Data's handwriting look like. do you think whenever he has to handwrite he just perfectly prints New Times Roman in size 14 onto the paper in three seconds or something. wait imagine if he wrote in Comic Sans
#star trek#star trek tng#data soong#star trek data#data star trek#would he though#data writing in barcodes or wingdings is extremely funny to me#imagine if they all had to like sign their names on a piece of paper for some reason#and everyone has like normal handwriting with curves and mistakes and imperfections#and then data is just perfect new times roman in the middle#do you think he would mimic the imperfections of human handwriting so his doesn't look so jarring#answering my own question: yes he would
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Ya know. Part of me wants someone from the 141 to swoop in and take toxic!simons wife. Maybe one of them has always had an eye on eye and wanted to provide what simon couldn’t…and now that she’s divorced…
I dunno, I love drama
it is bad i've actually already thought about this idea hehe in fact i had planned who it would be from the beginning. also this got a little horny i apologize oops!
and let me tell you none other than john price would be doing the swooping. he's the perfect man for you, really! far less chaotic than simon and would undoubtedly treat you like the queen you are. had you been toddling around the house carrying his kids, he would've been right behind you insisting that you sit down and let him handle everything. john believes that a man provides for his wife and family, so he'll do all the hard work in exchange for you sitting pretty and treating him to some good sex <3
this is definitely a 'one man's trash, is another man's treasure' situation. you'd feel a bit of guilt letting your ex-husband's captain seduce you; until you're being wined and dined at lavish restaurants and then later he's pressing kisses all over your face while he thrusting deep into you, telling you 'he's the luckiest man on earth to get to have you', 'he loves you so much' and your favorite 'you're the best wife and momma, i'd have you swollen with a million of my kids if i could' hehehe
adding in the fact that simon would be so pissed when your kids start to prefer spending time with price over him. ouch! you try to reassure him, that they're just children and that they still love him, but deep down you secretly like that he's finally realizing he let his selfish ways steal his family from him. simon is very torn because price is his captain and he's a good solider! he respects his captain, but now his once right-hand man has moved in on his territory. god the horror!
#mic answers#mic writes#loving all your thoughts about toxichusband!ghost#price is definitely perfect husband material#imagine ghost and price fighting over you omg so into that!!!!#toxichusband!ghost#simon ghost riley x reader#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley#ghost x reader
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WOO YEAH WOO YEAH WOO YEAH COLT AND ZACH SHANANIGINS
YOOOOOOOOO DA BOISSSS (and bbs,,,,,)
#I WISH I FUGGIN ANSWERED THIS EARLIER BUT MY WIFI DECIDED TO BE A S S#Big ol smelli smh#BUT WOO YEAH WOO YEAH COLT AND ZACH SILLIESSSSS#So silly so silly…..#Zach can never catch a break on the farm smhh#Colt always has to save him- the moos give him absolutely no mercy on absolutely chowing down on his hat#Zach loves to keep a clean perfect white suit with finely polished shoes#But in the end of the day it’s completely muddied and grass stained 😔🥄🥄🥄#Also canon Betsy would give butters a sugar cube every day for being so silly
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Also there're so many reasons why durge might want to deny Bhaal, aside from general "killing is bad, the god of murder is bad."
Orin betrayed them and it was somewhat from silent approval of Bhaal, so "god betrayed me first" kind of narrative. A desire to get revenge, on Orin AND on Bhaal.
A desire to live. Durge's fate, Durge's Destiny is to literally kill everyone and then themselves. What if they want to live? What if desire to live is stronger than desire to kill?
Alternatively, what if there's someone they don't want to kill? A single person for Durge to care about, a single person they would want to save instead of bloodying father's altar with their blood. A single connection like that is all what it would take.
A desire to break free. Durge can be completely okay with murders, loving murdering people even, reveling in violence. But they're their father's puppet and they could want to break free of it, to have their own will, to have only their voice in their head. To be a master of themselves with no one to kneel to.
The "I'm better than my father" kind of mindset. Durge is made of a flesh of a god, in a sense they ARE god. Bhaal was mortal once. Why would Durge listen to him when they can attempt to overthrow him, to become a new god?
Being compelled to other side. It's not unknown for gods to steal each other's followers/chosen ones. Look at Ketheric, look at Shadowheart. Myrkul is recently chosen-less after the Moonrise Towers. Bane would love to fuck with Bhaal like that. Shar is there. Good gods who would try to redeem Durge or use them against their own father are there. It would be a delightful power move from Selune to offer Durge assistance/ an alliance against Bhaal.
Idk, I just love how multidimensional the defiance of Bhaal can be. I have a lil army of Durges exactly because I can mold them into such different people
#bg3 spoilers#dark urge#the dark urge#bg3 durge#durge#like june is compelled to the other side (selune) while also wanting to live. the desire to live is his main fuel#levi thinks bhaal betrayed him alongside orin AND he believes himself to be equal to bhaal so why would he need his father#when HE can be a god of his own?#also he refused to kill gortash when his father ordered.#ONE person. Why couldn't he have ONE person for himself? He was such a good son#A perfect obedient murder incarnate#He just wanted ONE man for himself#He didn't give a fuck what it was a banite. It was HIS banite. They WORKED together.#Father said Gortash is useful when they just met he said levi should use him#why it's suddenly 'kill bane's chosen'???#the answer is because levi started to care for gortash way too much for bhaal's liking. bhaal doesn't like when it's not about him it seems
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Lay All Your Love On Me
ALASTOR X READER X LUCIFER
Summary: Insecurity bites harder than one would think in the underworld, and you are no stranger to its sting. However, with two affleunt and attractive boyfriends, you may learn just how beautiful you are. (AKA: My lovely you are beautiful the way you are and these boys wanna show you)
Warnings: NSFW/18+
Oral sex/cunnilingus, implied P in V, nipple play, Dom/Sub dynamics, use of names such as "Daddy"/"Ducky" in sexual context, restraints, SMUT
Only my second time writting smut so...sorry
Requested by @boogiewoog
Requests OPEN
In the vibrant, chaotic realm of Hell, where redemption seemed like a distant dream, a unique bond blossomed among three unlikely souls - Alastor, Lucifer, and Y/N. Alastor, the radio demon with a twisted sense of humor, Lucifer, the suave and sophisticated ruler of Hell, and Y/N, a human soul, whose presence brought light to the darkest corners of their world. Nothing could ever compare the joy that Y/N had awoken within the two demons, loving them both equally proved no challenge for her bright soul. With her love and guidance, the relationship bloomed and soon all three parties fell head over hooves in love with each other. From dates in Alastor’s radio tower, to Lulu Land, or helping Y/N work around the kitchen; Hell seemed like Heaven.
However, not everything was sunshine and rubber ducks. At least for Y/N. One evening, as the crimson sky draped over the cityscape of Hell, Y/N found herself consumed by her own insecurities. She sat alone in her room, the flickering candlelight casting shadows across the space. Her fingers traced the scars and imperfections on her skin, each one a reminder to herself that even in death, she couldn’t look how other people did. Dating one handsome and affluent demon was one thing, but two was another all together. What if she wasn’t good enough for them, what if someone else came along? What if Lillith came back, heaven forbid, Y/N just knew Lucifer would leave her in the dust the second that demoness walked through the doors., Y/N couldn't shake the nagging whispers of doubt that plagued her mind, centered around her own insecurities about her body. She just couldn't help but scrutinize every curve and contour of her form. The voices of doubt echoed in her mind, taunting her with their cruel words, as she fought to hold back tears.
Just then, a gentle knock sounded at the door, and in walked Alastor, his signature grin brightening the room like a ray of sunshine. Beside him stood Lucifer, his elated gaze filled with slight concern as he took in Y/N's troubled expression.
“Ducky, we just came to get you for dinner! Al made a real nice…something. What did you say was in it again?”
“It’s just jambalaya, I promise all normal ingredients. Why don’t you join us darling?”
“That’s alright, guys. I think I’m not super hungry right now.” Shying away from Lucifer’s embrace, Y/N wrapped her arms around her waist.
Alastor and Lucifer sensed her distress, looking at each other the moment the words passed her lips. With silent understanding, they came slowly to her side, their presence comforting and reassuring. Y/N looked up, her eyes filled with tears that threatened to spill over.
"Ducky, what’s going on in that head of yours?" Lucifer's voice was smooth like velvet, soothing her troubled mind.
Y/N hesitated, her voice barely a whisper. "I... I feel so insecure about my body. I can't help but compare myself to others, to feel like I'm not enough for you two."
Alastor knelt beside her, his grin warm and genuine. "Now, now, my dear. You are perfect just the way you are. Perfect just for us."
“But, I am not. Just look at me! I am not slender, heck you couldn’t put me next to anyone without noticing. Let alone Lillith or–” Holding her arms just to gesture to herself, Y/N could feel herself spill all her emotions manically.
Suddenly, Lucifer grabbed her wrists and pinned her down against the bed. His smoldering gaze glowered down at her as his face leaned down to whisper in her ear.
“I don’t want to hear that name off your pretty little lips, okay? You are mine, the one for me. Not her, not anyone else.”
Coming to their side, Alastor joined his partner in looking down at Y/N. Using his hand to reach around and cup her chin, bringing her gaze to him.
“My dear, I think out little darling needs to learn a little lesson. Mhmm?”
A dark chuckle erupted from Lucifer’s throat, as he stood up and let his grip go. Both men now stared down at their partner, who laid on the bed; half near tears from her thoughts and half near moaning at the sight of her boys looking at her in such a manner.
"We love you, Y/N," Alastor murmured, his voice soft like a melody. "Every inch of you, flaws and all." Slow kisses started down her neck and chest, heat blooming in her core. Attempting to maneneur her shirt lower, her hands werre halted by Lucifer; who grabbed her wrist and pinned them to the headboard as the red demon continued a show of his devotion.
“Ducky, you are going to learn very quickly. Your pleasure, is our only concern.”
With a quick snap of his fingers, all clothes were removed from Y/N and both men were left shirtless; toned and slender bodies on full display. Both men’s eyes darkened with hunger at the sight of her bare form, a silent understanding among them of what was about to happen.
Alastor leaned down and took one of her hardened nipples in his mouth, the warmth of his tongue teasing the aroused bud. Dragging her hands across her torso, he slowly marked her skin with his hands. Lucifer, instead dipped down and spread her thighs, enjoying the way they felt in his hands. Slowly kissing up her thighs, just barely ghosting over where she needed him most, Y/N let out a soft moan.
“Darling, see what you do to us? You are absolutely breathtaking.”
“Driving me mad ducky, fuck, you are just so good to squeeze.”
Finally giving into her whimpers, Lucifer licked one long stripe up her dripping slit. Y/N gripped the sheets below her, legs attempting to get away from the overwhelming sensation. Alastor pinned her legs to the bed, as his mouth came off her nipple with a pop.
“Now darling, let the man finish his meal. He hasn’t even started yet.” Lucifer then dived into her cunt like a man starved, sucking on her clit and slurping her jucies that it was better than heavenly ambrosia; while Alastor moved his minstratitions to her neck, sucking softly. It was only a matter of time before that familiar band became taut in her stomach.
“Fuck, Luci…baby please.”
“Let go ducky, cum all over daddy’s face.”
That’s what did it, Y/N felt the coil in her stomach snap as she cried Lucifer’s name. Cum now coated his face and the bedsheets below as her high overtook her senses and she saw stars. Lifting his head up slowly, slick shone and glinted. Licking his lips, he pressed a soft kiss to her lips and both moaned at the salty taste. Pulling back, Lucifer looked at Alastor who smirked; grabbing Y/N’s chin and forcing her gaze to him.
“Now darling, how would you like your beautiful lips to scream my name next?”
As the night unfolded, Y/N found solace in the arms of her two loves, their embrace a sanctuary from the harsh whispers of doubt that had plagued her for so long. In their presence, she discovered a newfound sense of confidence, knowing that no matter what challenges lay ahead, she would always have Alastor and Lucifer by her side, guiding her through the shadows and into the light of self-acceptance.
In the heart of Hazbin Hotel, amidst the chaos and clamor, a quiet moment of love blossomed, as Alastor and Lucifer vowed to stand by Y/N's side, their bond unbreakable and their love unconditional.
#romance#hazbin hotel fandom#answered#radio killed the video star#vizziepop#alastor the radio demon#request#hazbin hotel alastor#hazbin hotel alastor x reader#alastor x reader#alastor smut#lucifer morningstar x reader#lucifer morningstar#hazbin hotel lucifer#lucifer smut#hazbin hotel smut#smut writing#insecurity#feeling insecure#you are beautiful#you are perfect#safe space
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Don't mind me just imaging old man price and unconsciously caressing his happy trail while cuddling watching TV 😖
Okay but imagine this…
Old man Price sprawled out on the couch wearing nothing but a pair of ratty sweats he’s stolen from you, watching whatever show is playing on the tv that he’s not really paying attention to.
He momentarily pauses his show to look at the clock hanging on the wall, noticing there isn’t much time left til you’re back home again.
Sometimes Price hated being retired and longed for the days where the two of you would be out together on the field, working and enjoying each other’s company.
However he couldn’t deny the fact that he enjoyed the comfort of being in your shared home, wrapped up in your blankets and wearing your clothes that still smelled of cologne while watching his shows and hearing the rain enviously tapping on his window.
The sheer thought of it has a contented sigh escaping his lips, eyes fluttering shut as he sink further into the cushion beneath him.
All that’s missing is for you to crawl up by his side, insisting that two full grown adults can fit perfectly on the very small couch, a back and forth argument that would only result in pecks being placed on his lips, as your eager hands touch all over his body.
While thinking about it, he starts moving his hand in lazy circles on his soft abdomen, in the same way you’d do it, with blunt nails lightly scratching at his skin and fingers tugging at the coarse hair dusted on his body. Although his hand feels nothing like yours, this little fantasy of his is enough to have blood pooling to the lower half of his body.
Without even realizing it, he spreads his legs, the blanket that’s been covering him carelessly falls to the floor and his fingers latch onto his nipples, tugging at taunting the sensitive numb, in the very same way your own fingers would do it.
A shaky breath escapes his lips, cock twitching in excitement and hips effortlessly buckling up in search of any sort of friction he could get.
If you’d been here you’d tease him more, make him beg and whine and whimper before you touched his cock but you aren’t here and he’s oh so eager to have a hand on him so he quickly shuffles down his (your) sweats and wraps a hand around his length.
His cock is warm and already fully hard, precum trickling down his knuckles. Despite his age you never fail to make him feel young again, playing his body like a flute even if you're not physically there.
He can't help but smile at the sheer thought of it but it quickly drops from his face as he starts languidly stroking himself.
“O-oh“ he moans out, eyes squeezing shut and hips bucking up into his own touch.
He continues to indulge in his little fantasy, pretending you’re there on the couch with him, your body weight caging him in, the smell of you surrounding him and with your face smiling down at him. As he does so he feels himself increase his pace, slowly but surely inching closer to the edge.
“Please sir please” he hears himself say, desperately asking for you, to be here, to touch him, to make him see stars in the way only you can.
It doesn’t take much before he’s tipping over the edge, a string of curses tumbling past his lips as ropes of cum paint your sweats.
For a moment he’s so lost in bliss, eyes squeezed shut, hand still stroking his dick before he’s broken out of his trance by the sound of a familiar voice calling for him.
“Sweetheart what are you doing?” And as he opens his eyes he’s met with the familiar sight of you standing there in front of him, eyes swirling with desire while smiling down at him.
#I wrote this nd I was like yes feeling like myself again#it’s not perfect I’m just happy my brain is working again but I hope you enjoy 🫶🏻#alec answers#call of duty#also this is not part of the old man lore just a piece I wrote now that I’m feeling better 🫶🏻#john price#john price x reader#john price x male reader#captain john price#captain john price x male reader#captain john price x reader#dom male reader#sub male character#x male reader#male reader#price x reader#price x male reader
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LeoVil will be that one celebrity couple that every tabloid believes will divorce in less than 5 years but turn out to be the only one that actually fulfills "till death do us part" bit.
Actually, no. Not even death. They're gonna be 85+, cuddling together as they admire the sunset. The decide to take a nap before dinner and just don't wake up.
Cheke helps see to their funeral. They're buried together in an Afterglow equivalent of the Taj Mahal, a symbol of gratitude for all they did for the kingdom and a monument to their love that not even death could touch.
How dare you come into my house and make me sob like a child... I’m living for that LeoVil headcanon [clenched fist] I do believe in the strength of their alchemy yes and everyone needs to know it! 😤
But, the Cheka part… Damn, my heart aaaa ; ;
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#answer#twisted wonderland#vil schoenheit#leona kingscholar#leovil#thanks for sharing but I also want to stop crying#old men in love my ultimate weakness#how dare u#this is perfect and beautiful and all I’d pictured for them#but I’m still crying#this otp is consuming my life#and I think there is no cure#now I’m gonna cry in my bed#picturing how soft and cute old LeoVil could be#damn u
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choose your fighter:
gansey — strengths: crafts, being bossy in a cool way, 9 lives like a cat, ability to morph to fit any situation. weaknesses: crippling anxiety, has melt downs like a toddler.
adam parrish — strengths: pretty much good at everything, would rather die than do something imperfectly, part magical forest. weaknesses: pride, part magical forest.
ronan lynch — strengths: diffuses tension easily, loyal, can literally dream shit into being. weaknesses: creates tension easily, a lack on impulse control, depression <3
blue sargent — strengths: sensible, can make an outfit out of anything, good in a crisis, living breathing battery. weaknesses: pride, can’t kiss people, five feet of stubbornness.
henry cheng — strengths: can throw one hell of a party, can rally a team & talk anyone into anyone. weaknesses: talking about emotions.
noah czerny — strengths: currently unkillable, creative thinker, loyal. weaknesses: is dead, easy to possess.
#there actually is no wrong answer because they’re all my perfect angel babies who have never done anything wrong#love them 💘#being dead is both a strength and a weakness#trc#ronan lynch#adam parrish#blue sargent#richard campbell gansey iii#noah czerny#henry cheng#the raven cycle#pynch#adam and ronan#the raven boys#blue lily lily blue#the gangsey#gangsey#bluesey#mine
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