#also I like the idea of XD's face being kinda fucked up

[rutadales]

When I Was Done Dying

#Root draws #dreamxd #Foolishxd #c!foolish #Text from when I was done dying by dan deacon #oh foolish you poor poor riddled with guilt baby #also I like the idea of XD's face being kinda fucked up #because he has no idea what dream actually looks like so he just steals the bits he does know and distorts them #anyway gn ily

[highfantasy-soul]

Things I LOVED from NATLA Episode 5 - Spirited Away

Katara creating a water version of the earth disks!

Small moment, but Sokka and Aang don't jump until Katara is there and grabs their hands to lead them off in the jump onto Appa

Love that Momo's the one who picks up the acorn to give to Katara - he's so cute!

Katara calling on Gran Gran's teachings <3

"Seeds for the future, not past mistakes" - bringing back up the themes around needing to let go of past guilt so you can step into the future

Big brother Sokka 😭😭😭😭

Pipenpadalopsikopolis!!!

Zuko is such a sassy dick to Lt. Jee XD but like, kinda deserved atm as a girl with ice is kinda, really, something that should raise some flags.

But damn, Jee's face - it makes the next episode all the more satisfying

"Water the most promising seed" ooooohhhhh

"Not self-serving flattery and coy whipers" oooohhh BBUUUURRRNNNNNN

Though it burns all the more as we know that children want the approval of their mentors/parents and it's unlikely Azula has ever gotten that organically, so she feels the need to prompt it.

tHiN pLaCeS????? Sorry, Bruce from Dungeons of Drakkenheim has just primed me to fear that phrase and what it will bring.

Jumpscare where I really thought Sokka had just been yoinked into the Spirit World by that tree branch XD

Aang and Sokka bickering because Sokka can't stop talking and Aang is trying to concentrate - love the group dynamic here

Sokka's little "sshhhhhhh" in the back

Katara practicing her forms!!!

Blue Aang!!

Sokka being absolutely not here for a Spirit World journey and Katara quickly accepting it and just enjoying the ride

"When have I ever caused trouble?" 🙄 "When indeed." 😐

The most AWKWARD and NOT SLICK questioning by Zuko 😩 failing to smoothly slide the money pouch over the counter, just…he's SOOO BAD at being 'nonchalant'! He wants to just scream at you and demand you obey his orders, damn it!!!

Just Dallas' whole performance here - so fucking funny

Pirate mention! Canyon guide!! Stopped the volcano from erupting!!!

All those side quests get nice little mentions <3

Iroh's little run as he chases after Zuko throwing his tantrum 😭

JUUUUUUNNNNEEEEEEE!!!!! NYYYYYLLAAAAA!!!!!!!!!

Omg perfect. So perfect. Perfection. Gorgeously perfect. Did I mention perfect?

Zuko and Iroh's little slap fight XD

June noticing Iroh is cute 🙌

And Zuko's disgust at that 😂

Love Aang always mentioning Gyatzo and all he taught Aang - and Katara really wanting to soak in the knowledge

I like that they brought the entire Gaang into the spirit world here so we could have a natural in-road to deep character work

WON SHI TOOOOONNNNNNNNNGGGG!!!

Nice birdie!!!!

Also great touch with only Aang being able to understand him here, humans just can't

Pretty eye shot!!

Azula's blue fire!!!!!

Really like the choice to let us see her progression to the blue flame - more character development is always a good thing in my book

"Everyone knows you're perfect" "That's not good enough" - smash cut to Zuko

SOOOOO GOOOODDD - seeding her fear that if she doesn't prove herself adequately, her father will treat her like he did Zuko

Showing not telling, people! This is what that means!!!

Zuzu!! Being disgusted - love it

Love Iroh trying to seed his lessons in with pai sho anecdotes

I'm sorry, this scene is hilarious and I cannot unsee it being Iroh trying to prep Zuko for the news that he and June are a thing XD "I know it's unexpected, and she's much younger, but open up your mind to new ideas! There's much you (I) can learn from a dommy mommy."

Again, reinforcing that Zuko has a strong sense of right and wrong - right now, that's leading him down the path of following the Fire Nation's rules, but that very same integrity will be what makes him change sides

Ugh, Iroh's lessons wrapped in pai sho terminology are soooo gooooddd

Creeeeeepy spirit world!!

HEEEIIIII BBAAAIIIII!!!

Who's a cutie patootie panda bear?? YOU ARE!!!!

Oh no, Sokka!!! He went flying.

Suspicious 3-tailed fox!

Her talk about pain right here is so poignant not only for this storyline, but the future one with the ocean spirit

"Do you always make jokes when you don't want to talk about something?" - cutting right to the heart of a lot of Sokka's humor as a coping mechanism

Just… everything with Katara's spirit vision

Her getting to see her mom again and hug her, the women joking around about braiding and Kya encouraging Katara with her waterbending

The absolute gut-wrenching horror as Katara knows what's about to happen, the viewer knows what's about to happen, but the helplessness you feel as you have to watch it play out

Katara trying to save her mom but not being strong enough - it's so well done and we see why the trauma is so very deep when it comes to her and waterbending

Omg Koh's introduction was sooooo terrifying

The sounds, the way he senses despair - it's everything I love about the spirit world

Hakoda!!! DX

Bato!!!!!

I like how we're getting to see that Sokka's feelings of inadequacy as a leader and warrior aren't unfounded - he DID struggle, it didn’t come naturally

I don't blame Hakoda in this moment - he knows the war is coming and he's going to have to leave Sokka in charge - he knows it's not fair - he knows it's an impossible situation, and he's desperately trying to exert some control over the uncontrollable

It makes sense that he'd want Sokka to be magically perfect, that way he could feel marginally better about abandoning him and the village - it's not like he has a choice to stay, everyone is in impossible situations and wishing your kid could be the perfect leader when you know it's going to be forced on them anyways is totally rational

Love that Aang immediately clocks the vision as not real

Despite wanting nothing more than to go see his home and people again, he's a master of the spiritual side of his nature - he knows how to rein it in.

It hurts all the more when we get to Gyatzo and there's the initial distrust - completely founded

Koh's lair!!!

Creepy centipede boiii

Love their chat and I like to think that Aang's past lives subtly let him know not to show emotions with Koh

The whole situation around Koh's face that opens and closes - thanks, I hate it.

It's well done. And I hate it. Please get it away from me. I do not like. Please, kill it with fire. Thank you.

But Gyatzo!!! He waited for Aang for 100 years!!!!!!!!!

I'm gonna say it again - everything with Gyatzo is pure gold. I'm so glad they expanded more with him being Aang's first mentor, even after his death

Gyatzo trying to relieve Aang of his guilt over not being there for the fire nation attack ): It's something Aang really needed to hear and I'm glad it was someone who was present who told him that, not someone just trying to make him not feel as sad.

Aang leaving Appa and Momo in charge of watching over Katara and Sokka!!! So sweet

Gyatzo's monologue is great - how sometimes it feels like we'll always be alone, the only thing keeping you company is your own pain

It ties into every single character of the series and it's such a great through line - they're all suffering in different ways. They NEED people (even Azula) 

[Masterlist of my NATLA thoughts]

#natla #avatar the last airbender #netflix avatar #natla positivity #such a great character work episode

[australet789]

the cellbit fans are already mad at me hahha GOOD, DIE MAD ABOUT IT

but the thing with my post is not that im pro-federation

it's that when a couple of people were willing to be friends with Cucurucho, they were ostracized or called crazy. Literally going "oh, wait till Cellbit knows about!" like he was the head of the french revolution (ironic, because Etoiles doesnt want to deal with this bs)

And then he was totally bambloozed, 100% everyone (the fandom mostly, and Richas xD) laughed on his face when he ended up being employee of the month and suddenly all the other islanders were "oh, maybe we can accept Cucurucho's quests :D", Maxo being kinda the only one who stayed on his principles until the code incident.

It's how everyone holds Cellbit into a pedestal and he is starting to believe it. How he had no problem in hitting Foolish and mocking him, even when his own husband was against it (mind you that Roier is friends with Osito Bimbo). How Jaiden is scared to tell the truth because she knows the islanders will go against her, specially Cellbit (she always mentions his reaction)

It's how when Tubbo made a good conversation with Cucurucho everyone went "OH WAIT TILL HE TELLS CELLBIT!" instead of appreciating Tubbo's way to gain information.

Everyone is just waiting for Cellbit's approval. Everyone thinks he has the high ground in what moral is when is not true. He is starting to doubt Forever and what he is doing (which is another can of worms lol). Instead of doing it for what's correct, you know, getting out of the island, Cellbit is now doing it to be right.

He is starting to become the Cucurucho of his own ideals, losing himself on the initial purpose of The Order

It's interesting and i love the idea of Cellbit getting corrupted by his own paranoia, but fuck if the fans want to hear that. They also want to think Cellbit is right when everyone in the island is selfish.

#qsmp #not sure if to tag it with the cell tag because i know some are going to get offended

[helleboretks]

Start with the Sides: Wukong's Demise

Yo yo yo wassup! If you haven't noticed already, me and @justalilgiddybibs decided to do a spur of the moment fic collab series because why the fuck not I guess XD-

I never actually expected for it to get to this point but I have absolutely no regrets!!! Xey're really fun to talk to and I highly suggest checking out the blog made by hem!

Getting right into it, this is a Lee!Wukong, Lers!MK and Nezha SFW Tickle fic! If this is not your forte, no need to read! This is also a part II to Hah! Got 'Em!!!

Summary: After yesterday's antics, MK is left with a slight ler mood. Wrecking the resident Third Lotus Prince again would be cruel- but what about teaching him how to wreck others?

MK was bored. Really bored.

Nothing had really stirred his usual boundless amounts of energy; Mei wasn’t here to play a good round or twenty of Monkey Mech, and Redson was home brooding and inventing like he always did, so MK didn’t have immediate company to keep him active. It was starting to build up on him, especially after yesterday’s sugar rush-like energy.

Speaking of yesterday, the entire event had left him itching to do it again, constantly tapping and wiggling his fingers. Funny how that happens, but he doesn’t really have anyone he can just unleash it on. And even with Nezha here, the guy had only just found out what tickling was, he wasn’t going to go that far. He needed some other way to release all this energy…

 Wait a minute.

“Pssst- Hey Nezha!” The Lotus Prince looked up from his bowl of noodles he was just finishing, attention caught.

“Yes? What is it?” MK smiled as Nezha responded, already feeling a deviousness in his grin. “So uh, I was thinking about yesterday, and-”

“MK, I swear to the Buddha above himself-“

“No no no, I’m not gonna tickle you again, don’t worry!” MK laughed, finding it silly the way Nezha relaxed after having tensed so quickly in embarrassment at the recollections of yesterday.

“Actually, I was thinking…” MK glanced over at his mentor, Wukong, who seemed thoroughly lost in thought while fiddling with the chopsticks Tang had idly handed him. He seemed as if the world was completely empty save for whatever thoughts were manifesting in his head.

“Monkey King was the one who started it, right? So, how about I teach you the art of tickling people, and we use him for example?” Nezha looked at MK skeptically for a moment, then over at Wukong. A rare smile formed on his face, and it was at times like these that he remembered that Nezha too, had a mischievous streak, spanning many centuries longer than MK’s.

“You’re sure he’ll be okay with that?” He asked, still slightly hesitant.

Macaque, who overheard the conversation (having six ears is really helpful for eavesdropping, huh?), leaned in and whispered into Nezha’s ear, ignoring for the time being the fact that the poor prince tensed up at it.

“I’m gonna be honest for once, princey, but he really enjoys it. It’s basically his way of saying that he trusts you a lot. He was probably hoping to be tickled in return yesterday, but was kinda let down when he realized you didn’t have a clue what the fuck it is. You didn’t hear it from me though, in case he asks.”

Nezha chuckled lightly at Macaque’s slyness, and MK took a moment to shuffle through every memory he had of tickling the daylights out of the Monkey King before all of this. Sure, he didn’t get to tickle him nearly as much as Wukong would to him, but knowing that bit of information now…

MK had never felt so honored before.

“Alright then. MK, how do I do this?” Nezha easily relented.

“One second.” MK said, getting off his stool and walking over to Wukong, who didn’t seem to have the slightest idea what was going on, given how spaced out he was. MK snuck up beside him and, with little hesitance, promptly picked him up from under the arms. Wukong shrieked in surprise.

“AAHHHH!! Holy shit Mk-what the fuck?!”

“You’ll see soon enough, Monkey King! Hey Nezha, follow me!” The Lotus Prince cleaned up his bowl and chopsticks, setting them aside and handing them off to Pigsy, who almost smiled. It’s always nice to see another person who appreciates home-cooked meals. After the run-in with Speedy Panda…ugh.

Nezha followed the sound of Wukong’s struggling, and found the two upstairs in MK’s apartment on the floor beside the bed. The young hero had Wukong’s arms pinned under his knees, and at this point he had stopped struggling and laid on the floor, mumbling something about his hands going numb. MK paid no attention to it. “Alrighty then, Nezha! Your first lesson in how to tickle people and get the best reactions commences now!”

“SAY WHAT NOW?!” Wukong’s eyes shot wide open at the statement.

“Oh, you’ll live, Monkey King! Besides, you’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?”

“Sh-shut up, kid! Now you’re just lying!” Wukong whined. MK only giggled at the half-hearted denial from his mentor.

“Alright, alright, shut up now! LESSON ONE!!!” MK shouted dramatically over top Wukong’s whining. “You gotta know all the techniques and where someone’s super ticklish! So, word of advice, if you wanna find out if someone’s ticklish, always start with the sides!”

And then to demonstrate, MK immediately started pinching at Wukong’s sides, causing the poor Sage to yelp and flinch every which way away from the fingers, not like it helped given that Mk had him pinned down, but it was a…valiant effort. Sort of.

“The sides are like, the most commonly ticklish area for anybody and everybody, so it’s always a safe bet to start there first! Ya feel me?” Nezha snorted slightly at the choice of words, but nodded and resolutely ignored the giggled whining and complaining of one Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

“Cool, cool, cool-WUKONG QUITE MOVING YA LITTLE-” You can’t blame the Lotus Prince for jolting at the sudden raise in MK’s voice, although given how playful his tone was and the stupid grin on his face, he wasn’t taking any of this too seriously at all.

Meanwhile, Wukong himself was giggling up a storm, squirming like his immortal life depended on it as he kicked his feet and slapped his tail to the ground.

“Stohohop pihihinching me thehehen! Kihihihid!!” Wukong responded back.

“Nuh uh, I gotta teach Nezha about the techniques, man. Think of the techniques!!”

Oh yeah, now MK was doing this mostly to mess with him.

Not like Nezha’s complaining though…

“Okay! So you see how I’m pinching him, right?” MK asked, turning his head to Nezha and ever so confident that taking his eyes off Wukong won’t change a thing.

“Yes?” Nezha responded, scooting closer and watching the motions with rapt attention.

And no, he would not admit how that made his own cheeks flush, or how it made butterflies flutter in his stomach.

“Is there anything special about it, MK?”

“Oh why yes there is, my dear Nezha.” Said ‘Dear Nezha’ gave him a questioning look. “You sound like one of those preachers from another religion-”

“SsshHHHshhhh shush shush shush, and let me speak my gospel-” MK wheezed in amusement, letting up on his hasty pinches and giving Wukong reprieve.

“So, you gotta make sure that you don’t pinch too hard, yeah? If you do, it’ll just hurt, and that’s not fun for anyone. So! You’ll wanna make sure that it’s quick and light, not enough to hurt, but enough to be felt.” He explained, going as far as to give a slow demonstration to what he was explaining.

Wukong’s breath hitched repeatedly as he bit down stray chuckles, burying his face into his shoulder, probably to silently deny just how embarrassing this must be for him.

“Oooh, I see, I see.” Nezha added verbally with a smile, a hint of pride welling up at noticing Wukong shrinking in on himself more at that.

“Would you like to give it a try?”

Nezha glanced up at MK, and simply smiled.

As MK moved his hands away, Wukong immediately renewed his struggling. “AH AH AH-WAIT! NO, I didn’t agree to this, this is non consensual!! HELP ME!!!” Wukong practically screamed, causing both Nezha and Mk to laugh at his embarrassed misery.

“No one’s here to save you, Monkey King! Now just be a good monkey and sit there so I can teach Nezha the wondrous ways of tickling.” MK spoke with faux somberness in his tone, patting the monkey on the head as Wukong wriggled around.

Now, Here’s the thing.

Nezha is reflexively fast. He has to be, he always has been. It’s what comes with being a guard.

Implementing that into a more harmless pinching motion was honestly pretty easy.

He did not, however, account for Wukong’s reaction.

The monkey let out a shriek at Nezha’s quick jabbing, his feet dragging frantically against the floor as he jolted and yelped at every quick little jab.

“My goodness, Nezha you’re quick with that shit, this is amazing actually hold on-” MK commented, and Nezha honestly couldn’t help the little chuckle that escaped him if he wanted.

Because this was fun. Doing this quick little pinches up and down Wukong’s sides, watching him squirm like that so helplessly, giggling feverishly all throughout, it was funny to watch, and fun to do.

Yeah, he could absolutely see the appeal in it.

“Oh oh oh! Lemme show you something!” MK said, deciding not to stop Nezha from having his fun as he then went to skim his fingers along Wukong’s ribs, causing Wukong’s pitch to heighten and his laughter to grow louder.

“It’s funnier when you have more than one person involved in the tickling, but besides that, Wukong’s got some pretty sensitive ribs, so there’s this really funny game you can make out of it!” MK explained, catching Nezha’s attention as he started scritching all along Wukong’s ribs.

Wukong choked on a laugh, throwing his head back and shaking his head a few times as MK went on to explain and demonstrate. “So, we’re basically going to be ‘counting’ if he’s got all his ribs in place. Cause like, ya never know with this one right here-” The Monkie Kid said with a light roll of his eyes.

“Nezha, I’d humbly request you to tell me-how many ribs do we normally have?” MK asked, putting a dramatic tone into his voice that had Nezha scoffing. “Twenty four, MK. We have twenty four.” He answered dutifully.

“Well, are we sure that Wukong has all twenty four? I mean, for all we know, he could have lost some in all his battles or something! Oh, you poor, poor monkey, I’ll help you, don’t worry Monkey King!” MK wiped a fake tear just to emphasize, which only caused Wukong to hiccup with laughter.

“So I found one, y’know! And here’s two, and we got three over here-” Nezha himself flushed a great shade of red as he watched the way MK dug into Wukong’s ribs like no tomorrow, the theatrics he put up were almost as impressive as Macaque’s, because Wukong was really starting to laugh up a storm right now.

“NAHahAHaha! StAHAP- MK!! AHAHAHAHA, PLehEHEhease!” Wukong has already resorted to pleading, and they weren’t even ten minutes into this, barely even five.

Yeah, okay, MK was scarily good at this.

But also…Mei…

Nezha shivered to himself.

“Ooooh maaah gaaawd-Monkey King stop moving or else I can’t count all your ribs! It’s like you’re- AUDIBLE GASP!! ARE YOU HIDING SOMETHING FROM ME!?” MK yelled out, throwing his head back to give Wukong some serious side eye.

Wukong, for all he tried, shook his head hastily, his nose all scrunched up as his blush only deepened from what could practically be described as torture from his successor.

Maybe not actual torture, but it sure looked like it!

“I think you’re hiding something from me and I WILL GET IT!! AAAAAAAAAAH-” Now even Nezha couldn’t help but dissolve into laughter as Mk let out a battlecry- a battlecry of all things!- digging into Wukong’s ribs and making the monkey go ballistic with the ticklish sensation.

“KIHIHIHID!! FAHAHAHAHA- STAHA- STAHAHAHAP! I CAHAHAN’T-AAAAAHAHA-!” Wukong cried out desperately, and for a second, Nezha was worried that he really couldn’t take it.

But when he actually looked up at MK and Wukong, he took notice of something.

As much as MK was joking around beyond multiple extremes, he seemed to be..paying rapt attention to Wukong, as if there would be a sign of some sort that would tell him if… Wukong’s had enough.

‘Ah.’ Nezha thought. ‘They probably do have a sign.’

That attention to detail, that level of care despite this tomfoolery…it was sweet. He wouldn’t deny it. It was really sweet.

(No, he doesn’t want that kind of attention, though! I-it’s just a sweet thing to take note of, okay? He’s not- like, craving that or anything!)

“By the Gods, you might actually kill him.” Nezha couldn’t help but mutter, surprised and unsurprised that MK ended up hearing that despite Wukong’s frantically loud laughter.

“Oh my gods, can you kill an immortal by tickling? I mean like, you can die by it-”

“Excuse me?”

“But I never considered the possibility.”

MK finally slowed down his downright malicious ministrations, and Wukong practically choked on the air he greedily inhaled as he caught his breath. But now the boy was really thinking about it- like, hand to his chin in deep, otherworldly thought kind of thinking.

“Let’s not test that out now, MK. You’re teaching me, not trying to kill a god.” Nezha said with a light hearted chuckle.

“Yeheheah! Yeah-kid, plehehease no, don’t do thahat.” Wukong nodded fervently, clearly filled with nervousness as MK practically stared into his soul.

“...Nezha. I must bestow some very important information onto you.” MK muttered, clearly trying to make this sound very, very important and serious. And as much as Nezha would probably never be able to know if tickling could turn into that kind of serious, he at least knew that it perhaps was important.

So, for fun’s sake, he played along.

“Yes, MK? Whatever piece of information will you bestow upon me that requires such an important incline in your tone?” MK almost broke character, taking a minute not to laugh at the longer than necessary sentence.

“There are certain places on the body that are very sensitive, Nezha. Of course, that’s a given, the nerves in our bodies do flippity things to cause stimuli because biology says so.” MK says with a dismissive hand wave.

“But there are some parts of the body that are so sensitive that it’s actually a little concerning.” Nezha noticed from his peripheral the way Wukong practically froze with tension, coming to a conclusion very rapidly.

“Kid! Hey, nO! None of that!” Wukong complained, but Mk just playfully shoved his forehead and continued talking all business-like.

Nezha struggled so hard to take this seriously, but he nodded along just fine.

“These particular spots are what we like to call, Death Spots.” MK finally said, jolting a little as Wukong struggled underneath him. “MK! MK SHUT UP RIGHT NOW-!!”

“HUSH, MONKEY KING, I’M MAKING HISTORY HERE!!! LET ME WORK MY MAGIC!” MK shouted right back, before quickly jabbing Wukong in the hips, the sage letting out a stray squeal that quite frankly made Nezha himself chuckle a little bit.

“Now, let me tell you about Monkey King’s Death Spots-”

And let Nezha tell you the way MK yelped as he got kneed in the damn back.

Nezha himself jolted backwards as MK whipped his head over to Wukong in alarm, who had an expression that very clearly read ‘oh shit’ all over it.

There was a long, suffering silence.

“You did not just hit me.”

“MK- kid-”

“Monkey King. Wukong. Great Sage Equal to goddamn Heaven, tell me you did not just hit me.”

Nezha slid away. Just a bit. You know. To save himself.

“Kid please I’m sorry-”

“Lesson two, Nezha. Lesson two.” The Lotus Prince almost flinched himself at the maniacal grin on MK’s face. “And this one is specifically tailored to god damn, motherfuckin’ Wukong.”

“MK have mercy on me please-”

“If this bitch deserves it, show no fucking mercy.”

And then MK proceeded to strike two places at once.

Wukong let out the loudest damn scream that Nezha has ever heard-and probably will ever hear-out of his mouth in centuries as MK started nibbling away at his neck, and scribbling into his belly remorselessly.

Nezha himself yelped, face turning pink in pure second hand in embarrassment as Wukong screamed and shrieked and laughed like his life depended on it. The monkey thrashed, writhed and squirmed as much as he could, but MK held steadfast, nibbling and ‘nom nom nomming’ away at his neck and scribbling ceaselessly against his belly, on every goddamn side.

“KAHAHAHAHA- PLE- NAHAHAHAHA IHIHIHIHI CAHAHAHA- AAAAAAAAH!! FAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA-!” Wukong couldn’t make one lick of a sentence from all that attention, and it seemed to be driving him up the goddamn wall.

At some point, he was able to free one hand.

That, however, proved to be a mistake.

MK showed no mercy and began drilling into the underarm of his free hand, the sage knocking his head against the ground with just how fast he had flung it back. His legs were kicking furiously, his tail slapping on the ground with a quick thump thump thump like it didn’t know what else to do. And based on how much he was holding back the power he definitely had to throw off his mentee, both of them were clearly having fun.

And Nezha sat there, hands over his face yet peeking through the fingers to watch this… spectacle.

MK, to make matters worse, had the most deadpan expression he could muster, channeling the pure energy of ‘boredom’ into his act like this was another normal Tuesday afternoon.

Oh gods, that was just horrifying.

Horrifyingly funny, yeah, but horrifying nonetheless.

Wukong laughed and laughed until he started hiccuping, and then laughed even more. He barely even seemed to be getting any air, and even if he was immortal and technically didn’t need air, that flush of exertion was telling a whole different story and he seemed beside himself with a heavy case of mush brain.

The butterflies in Nezha’s stomach flapped tenfold and he involuntarily scrunched in on himself, watching with so much attention he very faintly recognizes he should probably not have. But he couldn’t help it! It was in his face, it was in his ears and it was in the way his shoulders hunched up, subconsciously protecting his own neck in the way Wukong most certainly couldn’t copy.

He doesn’t know how long that absolute torture must have gone on for, he doesn’t even know why MK has such freakishly insane lung capacity for this (he’d know from experience that the kid probably wouldn’t have stopped last time if Pigsy hadn’t told him to cut it out.), but finally at some point, Wukong’s laughter had gone on so long that he’d grown hoarse, and he tapped MK’s shoulder three times- like a sign.

MK let up- so that was the stop signal- and eased off Wukong as the poor monkey gasped for relief. Wukong curled in on himself once MK had rolled off of him, giggling nonsensically to himself as he seemed entirely out of this plane of existence alone.

So…Death Spots were really that bad, huh?

Oh Buddha, someone save him.

“See? Sometimes you just gotta show no mercy and give him shit for it.” MK shrugged with a grin, as if he hadn’t actually almost killed the Great Sage himself, via tickling.

Nezha stared in shock-and mild mortification-at this kid.

That… he didn’t even want to know how that must have felt.

“...fuck.” Was all Nezha could mutter.

“...fuck-” MK repeated, cutting himself off to let out a loud wheeze, laughing to himself as he sidled up next to Wukong.

“Monkey King, are you dead? Did you die? Did you lose your immortality-why are your pupils so big???” MK laughed even harder as Nezha took note that yes, Wukong’s pupils did in fact dilate hard.

“Wukong?” Nezha called out, holding in a laugh at how absolutely unresponsive the other was.

But his tail was wagging, so he’ll take that as a good sign.

“Told you he’d enjoy it-”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAA-!”

MK and Nezha screamed in surprise at the new arrival, and Macaque, who had just entered the room, was smiling in amusement at Wukong like he personally won the lottery.

Now that he had the brain to control his body again, the ghost tickles that hadn’t yet registered now had started coming in, Wukong squirmed quite a bit, clearly still a bit tuckered out. MK patted his mentor on the head, and gently rubbed off the remaining phantom sensations. “Too far?” He asked.

“Wuh- Nah, y-you’re good, kihid.” Wukong assured him.

Nezha held back a squeal at how adorable Wukong looked after the heavy bout of ticklish fever- Because no he was not going to squeal at adorable monkey business he has not sunk that low yet- and then he turned to MK. “So, is everyone that ticklish?”

“Not everyone in the world per se, but if you’re thinking of everyone here? Yeah, I’d say pretty close.”

“I see…”

“So yeah, if you ever want to at least try getting revenge on Mei-”

Oh, oh yeah no, he knows a losing battle when he sees one.

MK, on the other hand…

“No, I’ve got a better idea.” 

Without further warning, He leapt clear over Wukong and instantly pinned MK to the cushiony mattress beside the monkey. “I would like to remind you of what you did to me yesterday- Don’t think you’re getting away scot-free just because you showed me how to destroy that little shit.”

“W-wahait, Nezha-” MK looked around for a means of escape, then called out to Wukong who, despite being absolutely demolished not even a minute ago, seemed to get back some coherence.

“Monkey King! Mohonkey King help me!” Nezha glanced over at Wukong to see what he would do, given his student was pretty much in danger. Wukong, of course, didn't seem to give a rat's ass about MK in that moment.

He proceeded to roll right off the bed, hitting the ground with a “Just like he said, Nezha. Start with the sides.”

Sometimes, Nezha forgets how petty that monkey can be.

Then again, he's not really complaining.

#hbwriting #lmk tickle fic #lmk tickling #lee!wukong #ler!mk #ler!nezha #lego monkie kid tickle fic #lego monkie kid tickling

[slashingdisneypasta]

Oh my lord, I just saw a thing on Pinterest that said: Of course I cum fast- I'm a busy man. I have places to be.

And first of all- hysterical. 10 out of 10. This man will not be shamed.

Second of all, of course- Here are the Horror Men I think would abandon you after cumming themselves VS The ones that would never leave you high and dry like that (Indented):

Warnings: Orgasm denial, selfish fucking/loving

(Most of) These men in this post:

Animal The Cannibal: If Manny calls on him I bet he would go 😅 Sorryyyyy.

Billy Loomis: He likes the feeling of you cumming around him too much for that. Don't get me wrong- he is a pretty selfish lover. It's just that, part of his pleasure happens to come from yours.

Bo Sinclair: Nahhhhh. It's not that he's wanting to be kind to you- he just thinks it's a mark of a sissy if he can't get his lover to cum for him. It's for bragging rights.

Bubba Sawyer: Yeahh... sorry Y/N. If one of his brothers call on him he will ALWAYS go.

Candyman: Look, its not always!, so don't get me wrong- Daniel is a good lover. I'm sure he is. But at times he just... doesn't have the time 😅

Captain Spaulding: Sorry doll, he's got like 3 insane middle aged children running about not cleaning up their messes and he's gotta get on that shit XD

Chop Top Sawyer: If you've got his attention, which you certainly do if you're engaging in sex with him, then he's all yours. He's all for you.

Chucky Lee Ray: He's full of bullshit but he is also quite busy so... take this as you will.

Dr Suave: Ain't nothin' gonna keep him from the face you're gonna make sweet thing... (*Cough* Sweet talker)

Drayton Sawyer: GENUINLEY REAL BUSY!! He'd stay if he could!! Don't sulk though, he'll get pissy at you.

Freddy Krueger: Damn, you're waking up! Well- Goodluck!~ (This asshole)

Harper Alexander: This man is Buckman's bitch- he literally pimps himself out for him 😅 So... yeah... Maybe you could talk to Buckman? Ask him not to call on Harper during the hours of 5-8pm On Friday Nights please??? 😆

Inkubus: Not his style.

Jack Dante: It depends on where his head is. It's hard to keep him in one place for long- if he's got his head in the clouds, his show is on, or he's got 'work to do', he'll literally just take care of himself and then fuck off. (If you manage to hold his attention though he WILL go until you fall asleep and then be there waiting when you wake up again. Stamina for days, I swear).

Jason Voorhees: The chances are, if you've gotten Jason to engage in... the act!!... then its gonna be all about you, anyway. He might not want to cum. It's in his nature to take care of the people he loves, anyway. So it's kinda the other way around, here... but voluntarily.

Jedidiah Sawyer: Too sweet. Plus, without a family shooing him this way and that anymore, he's suddenly got so much more time on his hands! Haha.

Jerry Dandridge: If he's sleeping with you his full attention is on you, and very little will have to power to stop it.

Kieran Wilcox: I love the idea that this too-cool-for-school, bastard guy- has really bad stamina (: So (: Yeah (:

Leslie Vernon: This asshole 😅 He's like sorry sweetie, I have preparations to do, *Forehead kiss*, love you so much, see ya! (He's being genuine, too. This is not a line because he's being lazy or selfish- He gets tunnel vision something fierce).

Lester Sinclair: I swear he hates leaving you unfulfilled, he really really hates it, but sometimes he just needs a little something to keep him happy before going to see his brothers and he doesn't have time to take care of you. He will when he gets back!! He promises.

Max Grief: He just wouldn't wanna leave you displeased. He wants to make you happy (:

Mayor Buckman: This one genuinly makes me laugh XD This man, oh my lord. Someone will knock on the door and he'll be OFF- forgetting in his eagerness to be do Town Duties that he first has duties to you goddamnit!-

Mental Manny: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh what a dick. I'm sorry, but a dick appointment with Manny is just that- an appointment. And like any asshole with an appointment book he will decide once he's got what he wanted out of the transaction that oh, sorry, time is up! He has to go preach to some devotees for an hour. Bye sweetheart!~

Michael Myers: You just know he would. He does not care.

Mickey Altieri: Just not a selfish lover. It's equal with him.

Midnight Man: He might think its a game... 😅

Monty Hewitt: Well fuck, who knows what Hoyt might saw off him if he ignores him this time?? Please believe him when he says he wants to stay though, he really fucking does.

Otis B Driftwood: 'I'll go around back and take control, like I always fucken do'- Otis has clearly got a complex for being the Big Man in Charge, yes. And this is part of the reason he will leave you high and dry... the other part though is him being a DICK.

Patrick Bateman: Like Michael, he doesn't care. You can finish up yourself while he gets his keto dinner started.

Pennywise: I feel like with Penny its marathon sex or it's nothin', so yeah you're gonna cum. Do not fear.

Rocco The Clown: No way in hell will anyone ever tear him away from you. Oh, no. He (And I) would like to see them try.

SHERIFF HOYT: BECAUSE HE'S SHERIFF HOYT. HE IS EXACTLY THAT PINTEREST QUOTE.

Stu Macher: Would also genuinely say that 😅 Will answer every beck and call of Billy's and so thinks he's a very busy man. Call him back though and he probably will listen to you. Sorry Billy.

Stuart Lloyd: Okay- this man has probably not had sex for a LONG time- if ever. So yeah- even the muse gets ignored during that time XDD 😅 He~ is~ desperate (:

DBD The Clown: Sometimes he's too tired, which is understandable I suppose, but the asshole part?? He giggles about it. I mean, after that he coughs because he has not taken care of his body, but first he definetly giggles =_=

DBD The Deathslinger: He ain't as young as he once was- you just gotta give him a moment to breath XD Usually. Sometimes he will just smirk at you and leave, though. Cuz he's an EVIL COWBOY.

The Djinn: Not his style- Part 2.

The Man: He just would =_=

The Taxidermist: Like Stuart he is has been very dry for a very long time and he is NOT about to mess up this chance.

Thomas Hewitt: I would say he's the same as Bubba... but Thomas is a little tougher. Unless Luda Mae tried to call him away... you're good. He'll always finish you off before answering anyone else. (And Luda Mae wants grandbabies too much to pull him away XDD )

Vincent Sinclair: Sex is a whole night with him. He will have planned to have the whole evening and through the night without an interruption, so you don't run into any problems like this ^^

Winslow Foxworth Coltrane: Nahhhhhhh. He's likin' what's going on here too much. Not even Otis on cocaine with a gun will separate him from you.

#Horror Villains #Horror Villains x Reader #Slashers #Slashers x Reader #Winslow Foxworth Coltrane #Foxy Coltrane #Vincent Sinclair #Thomas Hewitt #Taxidermist #Walter Harris #The Man (Hush) #The Djinn #DBD!Deathslinger #Caleb Quinn #DBD!Clown #DBD!The Clown #Kenneth Chase #Jeffrey Hawk #Stuart Lloyd #Sheriff Hoyt #Charlie Hewitt Jr #Charlie Hewitt #Rocco The Clown #Pennywise #Patrick Bateman #Otis B Driftwood #Monty Hewitt #Michael Myers #Mickey Altieri #Mental Manny

[poetofthedyingstars]

mammon’s love letter | litera scripta manet

note: kind of ooc-ish but not really coz mammon wrote down his feelings remember??? he wrote everything he felt because he can't say it directly and forwardly. so that's that. hmp. ngl went crazy writing this. giggling and almost tearing up and shit. love this guy so much.

warning: slight angst, implied lesson 16 accident, fluff, mammon being open with his feelings. ENJOY READING!!!!

Dearest MC,

Ya have to know that I'm not as good with words as my brothers, unlike Lucifer or Satan or your favorite writers and poets. I ain’t a poet, MC, I’ve never written a love letter in my entire life. I’m just me. I’ve never had anyone like you or felt what I have for ya with anyone else but know that it is the most genuine thing in all three realms. I’m just so scared that eventually you would believe what my brothers say about me. That I’m a lying, cheating, good for nothing scumbag.I know I’m not perfect but I’m trying so hard to be good enough for you. Ya deserve everything nice the world can offer and I don’t know if you can find that with me. I just love ya a little too much and I kinda suck at expressing that.

You drive me crazy, you know that? I want to tell you how much I love you but you make me malfunction so much, I get shy. You’re so annoying. Why’d you have to be so perfect anyways?! Your smile is perfect, your laugh is perfect, you’re perfect and everybody loves you. You just have to make everybody else fall for you and THAT scares me. It horrifies me, MC. What if you realize that they can offer you a better life? With a pool of choices that have my brothers, Lucifer especially, Lord Diavolo, Solomon and an angel like Simeon, would you still see me and choose me? (erased: I could only hope ya do, I’m your first man after all!)

You know that one poem you read to me the other day? About the one baring your soul naked and being scared of being loved and all? I want you to see me tough, someone who could protect you, someone you could count on and someone who can love you unconditionally. I already lost ya once, I wouldn't be able to bear it again if I lost you. I have no idea how you see me, you’ve a very unique way of looking at things but if I tell you that my soul is rotten, would you still love me? I’m a demon after all and there are some things I won’t be able to change. Will you put up with my bullshits? Stupid schemes and all that?

I’m trying my best to be better for you. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for ya so just ask me, come to me for comfort, when you’re having your nightmares, when you need help with your homework - I may not be the best at it but it’s important for me that you know that I’m always there for you.

I love you, MC, more than words can contain and there’s no one else in this world I’d rather be with forever. You’re all I need. The greatest treasure in Devildom, Human World and the Celestial Realm. You.

Fuck you for making me love you too much. You made The Great Mammon sweep off their feet so don’t go looking at anyone else anymore, just me. I love you.

Yours, always and forever,

Mammon.

reblogs are more than appreciated, please do. comment are welcome as well so please leave some. also i know i said mammon wrote a three-page love letter but this is kinda short so i'm sorry xD just feel the rest of the letter ok?

[id: three photos aligned with each other, the first one with two ginger cats facing each other, the other leaning in for a kiss, the second photo is mammon from obey me who looks sexy, the third photo is a bunch of flowers scattered in an opened book's page. the last photo is a cropped photo with the text: “darling” in it. /end id.]

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[teecupangel]

Hey, so, assassins creed x Idols (Kpop?). From the comments of the other post I remember the band "Now United" where every member is from a different country, maybe it can be used as a concept for the band?, idk I'm just giving ideas but I really want to continue the idea of them as group bc I found it hilarious lmao.

I tried looking for the post where we talk about this but I can’t find it anymore TTATT

(Also, it’s kinda funny that I’m answering this ask now the same day I watched the last Hololive concert with my friend. What a coincidence lol)

So, first things first, since my idol era happened during the early 2000s with Jpop, I’m going to borrow the setup of Debut or Die for this one to make it feel more Kpop XD

First things first, we’ll set up what we need in the idol group:

Lead Vocalist

Sub Vocalist

Main Dancer

Lead Rapper

(there are other parts like “Face of the Group” or “Main Visual”… aka the most photogenic one, maybe even something like the group’s composer/lyricist if we want that)

Anyway, we’re focusing on those 4 because this is the formation for Desmond, Altaïr, Ezio and Ratonhnhaké:ton.

Okay, let’s be honest. We’re going to put Desmond in the lead vocalist part because it’s me XD

But, putting him as sub vocalist would be a random reference to the fact that Desmond’s voice actor, Nolan North, sang the sub vocalist part of Saint Row IV’s Opposite Attract singalong scene

(this also help show how high Nolan North can sing I guess?)

Also, also, Ratonhnhaké:ton has to be the lead vocalist. His voice actor, Noah Watts, has a 13+ min video showing why Ratonhnhaké:ton should be the lead vocalist.

Altaïr would be the main dancer because I like the idea of Ezio being the main rapper and Altaïr’s body build would make him a good dancer.

So our final setup would be

Ratonhnhaké:ton – Lead Vocalist and Maknae (the youngest by one year)

Desmond – Sub Vocalist and the reluctant leader

Altaïr – Main Dancer and maybe their dance coordinator?

Ezio – Lead Rapper and Face of the Group + Main Visual

Now, I think you asked what Edward’s part will be?

Normally I would say Edward can a retired idol turned into this group’s manager but let’s fuck with the timeline and make everyone around the same ages and turn this into…

ACB48

hehehehe

(for those wondering, this is a reference to one of the longest idol group in Japan, AKB48)

So Desmond’s group would be part of ACB48 together.

Other groups include:

A group composed of Edward, Arno, Evie and Jacob (fans jokingly calls them the Hundred Years War Group)

A group composed of Shao Jun, Arbaaz Mir, Nikolai Orelov and Aguilar de Nerha.

A group composed of Kassandra, Alexios, and the twins Eivor and Havi.

A group composed of Bayek, Aya and Basim.

(Modern Assassins will be assistants or managers. Other historical Assassins can have their own group: like maybe Malik and Federico with their own group??? An all girls group of Claudia, Mary Read, Anne Bonny (even if she's not really an Assassin), María, Rebekah and Roshan)

And, of course, one of their rival idol group is made of Haytham Kenway, Shay Cormac (who was once part of ACB48), Daniel Cross and Maria Thorpe. (The CEO of their company is Warren Vidic)

Since they’re all of similar ages (around late teens early to mid twenties), Edward and Haytham are brothers and Ratonhnhaké:ton is their half-brother. Whether they’re cousins with Ezio is up to you.

#why yes #i did check their voice actors if they can sing #except desmond #that saint row iv one i knew beforehand XD #do not ask me to suggest what songs they’ll sing #unless you want me to talk about early 2000s arashi and kattun songs XD #assassin's creed #ask and answer #teecup writes/has a plot #fic idea: assassin's creed #oh god i have to tag everyone? #... naaaaahh #just the main four XD #desmond miles #altaïr ibn la'ahad #ezio auditore #ratonhnhaké:ton #connor kenway

[egg-emperor]

More Fang and Eggman stuff because I've been playing too much Superstars and I need them. Kinda suggestive but not compared to another concept I have for my after dark blog that I should also finish so

Most of the time they're bickering or Eggman is just yelling at him. Eggman has a terribly short temper like always, Fang doesn't have much patience for him either, they really don't get along. Trip quickly gets used to Eggman scolding Fang with how often it is and the latter is clearly used it too as he's super unfazed. He kinda just seems to take it out on her instead like he just repeats what Eggman does to him on her actually

But in the times Fang would just fuck up or piss Eggman off like in Trio of Trouble, even in the smallest of ways, when they'd get back to the base, he'd grab him and throw him across his lap and spank him. Fang looks cute with his little rump in the air, silly long jerboa tail standing up with each smack, kicking his little legs and squirming cutely and pathetically but Eggman's hands are very strong so he's not going anywhere

And Fang is like "Why the fuck would this be necessary, I got the idea when you yelled in my face earlier" and Eggman says "I just need to make sure I discipline you properly, so you do your job right and I get my money's worth!" Fang says "it doesn't have to be in this way ahh so gaaay 😒" Obvious terrible excuse and the man is clearly just being a perv, he knows this by now lol but Eggman says "You wanna get paid or not?" so he obeys

Whenever Eggman is finally calm in downtime between missions and work, his behavior changes to playful and cheeky. He approaches with a smirk on his face and Fang is like ah shit here we go again. He's teasing and flirtatious and that's when you get gay shit like this, where he actually stops being an asshole for five seconds and tries to hype him up and charm him but it's because he wants something from him, Fang knows it XD

Besides his discipline excuse for extra freebies, it's gay4pay. Eggman saying he'll up the reward by a few digits while requesting for them to kiss and caress each other. Holding a bag of cash over his head to shake and jingle while Fang tries to eagerly grab it to tempt him, it can be his if he does a favor and they get dirtier over time. If he handles another sack he pulls out his pants first then he might just get the sack of money 🥴

Fang always accepts despite being unenthused- for the money and exaggerates his reactions of disgust because he's insistent on not being gay, it's for the money. But Eggman doesn't mind, it's fun to try to make him crack and reveal he's into it when his real reactions slip and his that suggests otherwise. Plus he's just always happy to have a cute little anthro boytoy to play with when he works with him

Over time Eggman seems to gradually want to do more dating, adventurous, versatile things with him, leading up to him going full on bottom when he finally gives him his reward. Despite everything, Fang still doesn't quite expect to be met with the sight of Eggman of all people bending over and presenting his big round plump ass to him and saying that he can now claim the "booty" that he was after, the ultimate treasure hehe

#doomed to love all the rarest of pairs but loving it #if there's Eggman and it can be gay consider it done always. I'm an opportunist like him lol #suggestive #dr eggman #eggman #dr robotnik #dr. eggman #fang the hunter #fang the sniper #my post #eggman x fang #eggfang

[polyhexian]

Eda refers to the Martlet as Marty. I feel like Jasper would find this endearing. Idk if they're friends (does Jasper even HAVE friends in this AU? sad) but they'd at least be running in the same circles. Casual acquaintances who appreciate each other's work. They exchange idle chit-chat in the night market.

If anyone figures out who the Martlet is before Jasper makes his identity known, it's Luz. She's smart, she's genre-savvy, she still low-key thinks she's in a fantasy story (lol), and she IMMEDIATELY clocks the Martlet as 1) Having a mysterious identity, 2) Having a mysterious BACKSTORY, 3) Being low-key sad, like, ALL the time despite his cheerful badass persona, clearly he is HIDING INNER PAIN, 4) HE'S GOT A SERIOUS SOFT SPOT FOR KIDS AND AN APPARENTLY-PERSONAL HATRED FOR BELOS, THIS IS NOT ADDING UP TO ANYTHING NICE, 5) It is entirely possible she gets a glimpse of his Emperor's Coven sigil at some point.

It's not a priority for her to figure the guy out, and it'd take a while for her to collect all the pieces to the puzzle. But after meeting Hunter she pesters Lilith for information about the Golden Guard, which leads to talk of the old one, so she knows Jasper existed. She knows Hunter is an orphan being raised by an Evil Emperor, which is just…welp, there are stories that go like that and they ALWAYS involve parental drama. She sees the Martlet and Hunter fight and notes that Marty's not as antagonistic as he could be.

…Bahaha, I have no idea how to make the timeline on THIS concept make sense, cuz she doesn't know Belos = Philip until Hollow Mind and who knows how that episode would even go down in this AU, BUT imagine her cornering Jasper like "ARE YOU CALEB WITTEBANE???" and Jasper just. fucking losing it. XD

(Does Jasper know Belos's name is Philip? Does he know the surname Wittebane? Does he even know he's human? Or does he put two and two together when he catches Luz watching an echomouse journal entry? Does he get just as interested in the journal as she is, but his interest is more morbid curiosity?)

Once Luz figures things out, or once things come out, she is just, like. Unholy screeching. OH MY GOD IT'S LIKE A REVERSE DARTH VADER SITUATION.

"Human," Hunter says, infinitely tired, "WHAT are you talking about?"

"Huh, yeah, it kinda is," Eda muses.

Jasper says that bullshit "people like me don't survive stories like this" line exactly one time around Luz and she is NOT having it. NUH-UH. NO SIR. You are NOT allowed to become a sacrificial father figure immediately after being reunited with your son! Her insistence on this is only PARTIALLY due to her own paternal loss trauma, it is also very much fueled by her love of storytelling! She drags out a whiteboard and does an impromptu presentation on TROPES and CHARACTER ARCS! She gasps as she realizes - it's not HUNTER'S redemption arc that's the big one here, it's JASPER'S. He's been riding a redemption arc for 16 years! You don't just kill off a character after that kind of development! Everyone knows Redemption Equals Death happens, like, IMMEDIATELY after the Heel-Face Turn, we are WAY past that threshold! Jasper is kinda overwhelmed but appreciates her optimism.

YEASSSSS

He doesnt have FRIENDS.... but he knows people. Like he works with the CATTs fairly often. He probably shows up to meetings and stuff and hangs around. People KNOW him. He probably does know eda, they're very similar and both hate Belos. He's cagey and he's not going to reveal much but I imagine there's been a time or two he's gotten seriously injured and it's her doorstep he shows up on. He might work with the CATTs but he doesn't trust them. He feels in his bones a trust for eda. She won't turn him in, she won't pull his mask off or tear his identity from him. She'll annoy him sure. But she won't MAKE him do anything. So once in a blue moon he shows up bloody and miserable on her doorstep to ask for help. He stays the night and he's gone by morning. He probably leaves something as a thank you. Maybe some stolen snails. Maybe a stolen owl beast potion. Potion ingredients. Whatever he has.

Luz ABSOLUTELY clocks his shit IMMEDIATELY. The only thing is she doesn't know about Grimwalkers. She's missing info on the golden guards. But it's obvious he's Hunter's dad and it's obvious Hunter doesn't know that. So she thinks like... maybe he escaped Belos but left Hunter behind... but like he is still his like biological dad. She thinks he left Hunter behind and is filled with guilt.

It's not until he is unconscious on Camila's couch and she knows what Grimwalkers are that she's like... putting the pieces together

AND ABSOLUTELY SHES ON THE "NO MOTHRRFUCKER YOU DONT GET TK DIE TRAGICALLY NOW"

[catras-witchy-girlfriend]

Hiii, idk if you take requests but could you do a catra x reader (a while Horde prime so with catras hair being a teenager shoulder length) smut, with catra being top, teasing catra and also edging, overstimulation, penetration (with a dildo I guess) and just reader being fucked stupid, I'm not a good writer and I've literally been stalking you account cus I don't want to spam you lol.

Have a nice day <33

Truth or Dare: Strip Edition

Catra x Fem!Reader NSFT

A/n: I may have had too much fun writing it because this one actually ended up with different versions and edits (this is my favorite of them!) and is also rather long so...I'm sorry if it's too long, but I hope it's worth it, my dear! Thank you for leaving this request!

TW: Smut, edging, overstimulation, penetration (Signed my ticket to hell with this one, ngl! XD), some degradation, nipple play, l-bomb, aftercare in the end and um *cough* Catra's whip.

"Alright, alright, my turn!!" You exclaim past your's and Catra's laughter.

You were both sitting across from each other on the floor of the spare room Glimmer had offered to you after the war was over.

Yourself and Catra grew close in the horde after Adora left. Though admittedly you had admired her long before then, but with one member short and Shadow Weaver's determination to humiliate her, you and Scorpia were moved to her unit.

"Truth or Dare?" You questioned her with a glint of mischief in your eyes.

"Dare,"

"Catra!" You groaned dramatically, "You always pick dare, I'm out of dares!"

She laughed lowly with a smirk, "Awww, don't tell me that pretty head of yours is out of ideas alrighty..."

You groaned and threw a small pillow at her which she caught, "You are so unhelpful!"

"Your welcome!" She gave you a playful wink and then tossed the pillow back at you which...hit you in the head.

This incredibly amused Catra as she immediately began to laugh, "Hello!? Is there anyone in there?! You couldve caught that!"

What she didn't notice was how flustered you had become and the silent inner monologue that was scolding you for still having these feelings.

"Sorry, I'm here um..." You looked all around the room looking for inspiration when your eyes landed on Catra once more. "...I dare you to...do a handstand!"

"Really?" She snickered as you threw the pillow at her again.

You giggled, "Just do it, c'mon!"

You knew this would most likely not be a problem for Catra, afterall, her agility and flexibility was one of her best assets in battle.

She sighed dramatically and turned around before bending herself backwards, her hands pressed on the floor, and slowly lifted her legs into the air until she was looking at you upside down in a perfect handstand.

"Satisfied?" Her voice was a bit strained, but other than that she showed no signs of fatigue or insecurity.

As you were about to say something you shamefully noticed her pajama top had fallen down past her stomach. Revealed to you was the curve of her hips, the hem of her red boxers, and her toned stomach which had a dark thin layer of hair going down to her v-line.

"Uh...I mean-!" You quickly averted your eyes back to her, who seemed a bit confused by your sudden change in demeanor, "I mean, yes! I-I'm satisfied..."

"Good." She said slowly and flipped herself quickly upright, "truth or dare, princess?"

As you took a moment to think Catra sat back into her spot. But there was something different, she was watching you closer now.

"Truth!" You state confidently believing that choice to be safer than the latter.

"Did you have a crush on anyone in the horde?" You were wrong.

But even then, Catra's question lacked the mischievous smile and playful eyes. Her question didn't aim to humiliate you or to watch you squirm, though she didn't mind that either, her question was one of genuine curiosity.

Still, as your mind was trying to process her ask; your body tensed, and your face flushed. "Uh no! I mean...maybe? No, I mean yes kinda but not really! I mean it's not important, n-not that you-they-werent important! They were very important, but uh--!"

You nervously looked up at her to see the softest look you had ever seen on the ex-force captain. Her lips pulled back in a smirk, and her multicolored eyes looking at you fondly.

"N-next question, p-please..."

"What was their name-"

"You're not allowed to ask anymore questions!"

Catra laughed loudly at your embarrassment, clearly finding your suffering very funny, but you didn't much mind as you listened to her. Her laugh contrasted the natural rasp in her voice as it was high pitched and a little squeaky, but it was such a rare sound in the horde, that it quickly became your favorite.

"Alright, alright fine then-" Catra continued, running her hands through the strands of her hair. "-youre turn, I guess."

"M-my turn?"

She raised her brow with an amused grin, "Truth or dare?"

"Oh!" This time you laughed with her as you shook your head. "Um, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

Your eyes widened a bit, "Oh? Okay, sure! Um..." In a few seconds you thought of many things you would've liked to ask her, but every one seemed more revealing than the last. "D-did you...like anyone in the horde?"

Her mischievous look was back as she leaned back against her hand, "Yeah, Adora."

"O-oh..." You bit the inside of your lip, trying to stifle the rising disappointment and insecurity, "right I uh..." you laughed nervously. "I knew that...sorry, I uh...I don't know why I asked that."

"Were you hoping for a different answer, princess?"

Her mischievous smile remained across her face as she looked at you in a way that almost seemed to suggest a challenge.

"N-no, I j-just um...forgot." You trailed off somewhat awkwardly, but given that Catra's demeanour never faultered, perhaps she didn't notice. "Your turn..."

She snickered and leaned on her knees, "Truth or dare?"

Her voice was smoother, and the challenging edge never seemed to leave, but you had learned from last time, "Dare."

"You sure?" Catra gave you a sinister smile that made you quickly realize that you hadn't learned shit. "You have to do exactly what I say."

The rising tension made you antsy, "Y-yeah, I-Im sure..."

She looked you up and down, "I dare you to take your t-shirt off."

"wHat!?" Your voice cracked, surely you misheard her.

"Take it off, princess..." she laughed sinisterly, "unless of course, you don't want to~?"

"...N-no, i-its okay..."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

You gulped and brought your hands to the hem of your shirt nervously and began to pull it up before quickly pulling it back down to ask her, "W-what if I didn't have a bra on under this?"

"Then you should've thought about that before choosing dare."

"Right...of course..." You pulled it up again, "be nice, okay?" and over your head.

"Cute bra~"

"Shut up!" You giggled and threw the shirt at her.

"Okay, this is mine now." She told you in a matter of a fact tone.

"What!? No!"

"You threw it at me, so it must be mine!"

You groaned dramatically, "You're so difficult sometimes, Catra."

She smirked, "Hm, but you love it, don't you?"

You smiled fondly at her, a soft blush creeping onto your face, "Truth or dare, Catra."

"Dare."

You laughed, "Alright, I dare you to..." and then trailed off as your confidence wavered.

"I dare you...to..." You looked down at your hands and sighed. Sometimes you envied Catra's confidence.

"I dare you- hey!" You yelled as you were hit with a soft piece of fabric.

You turned to jokingly glare at her until you very quickly realize what the fabric was.

"Was that what you were gonna say?"

The blood rushing to your face made it heat up as you took in the sight of her, "I...forget you don't usually...wear bras..."

"Is that bothering you, princess~?" Catra cooed as she scooted a bit closer to you.

"N-no, not r-really..." You raised your eyes to look into hers, and subconsciously moved her shirt behind your back.

"Truth..." She didn't even try to hide the elevator look she gave you, "or dare~"

"D-dare..."

Catra smirked as she leaned even closer to you, "I dare you..." and gently placed her lips on yours.

A soft moan of catharsis left your lips as you moved your hands into her short brown hair, and she began to kiss you deeper.

Her clawed nails resting gently on your waist as she carefully leads you to lay flat on the soft rug on the floor.

She crawls over you, "Hey, Y/n~"

You laugh fondly, "Hey, Catra~"

She chuckles and leans down to whisper in your ear, "Truth or dare~"

"I don't think this is how you pla-" You gasp as she bites down on your earlobe, "truth! I pick truth~!"

A sinister smirk falls from her lips as she whispers into your ear, "Tell me how badly you want this, princess~" a single sharp claw carefully traced down your jaw, your throat, and the valley of your breast, "tell me how badly you need me to fuck you stupid~"

Your veins seemed to burn with arousal as you whimpered, "I...I need you~"

Catra hummed in false disappointment and left achingly soft kisses across your jaw line, "I didn't quite catch that princess, you're gonna have to speak a little louder for me~"

"I need you, Catra~" you said even louder, "please, I need you so badly~!"

She laughed sinisterly and began to lightly nibble on your neck, "Hmm, say it one more time, princess~"

Just as you were about to talk she bit down harshly on your neck, surely leaving her mark. Your body arched and you moaned out, "Please Catra~! I need you to fuck me~! I need you to fuck me, please~!!"

Much like a lioness stalking her prey, she pounced. Tearing your bra from your chest and pulling your pants down just below your ass so she could see your solid color boxers you wore underneath.

"Such a dirty girl~" Her mischievous, spine tingling laugh ran about your room, "just begging to be fucked raw by me~"

With her slightly rougher tounge she licked from the valley of your breast up your throat then began to fondle your breast making you moan.

Your back arched, leaving your tits on full display and Catra wasted no time in making them hers as she sucked and nibbled at your nipples and whilst she played with the other in her hand, her thumb rolling your nipple in gentle circles.

"Damn~!" Catra breathed out as she pressed her knee against your core making you moan even louder as delicate whimpers continued to fall from your lips, "You look so fucking sexy when you're desperate~!"

She laughed somewhat sinisterly as your face flushed at her words. Catra traces her course tounge around your areola before sucking on you mercilessly.

"F-fuck~!" You cried out, your legs involuntarily wrapping around her waist which Catra took advantage of by rocking her knee against your center. "C-cat~! Please, please~!"

She moved up to your neck quickly and began proudly leaving her purple and rouge hickeys all up and down your throat before she bit down on the flesh below your ear and growled, "Beg for me, princess~! C'mon, I know you can do it~! Tell me what you want, princess~! Tell me what you need~!"

You mumbled a quiet answer that she clearly heard as her face flushed slightly before rocking her knee into your core even more as you started to grind yourself against it.

"Speak louder, princess, c'mon-" she tilted your chin up with her free hand and slipped her thumb past your lips to keep your mouth open, "go on and use that pretty mouth of yours to tell your force captain what you want her to do to you~!"

Your whimpers grew in volume as desperation shot through your body, "I-I need you~! I want to feel you down there, kitten~!" As you pleaded with her you braced yourself by tangling your fingers in her short brown hair, "P-please kitten, I've waited so long, so so long~" You squeaked as she bit your bottom lip, "I can't wait anymore~! I need you~! I need you now kitteNNn-!"

Before you could completely finish what you were saying Catra pulled your undies and pants down to your ankles and slipped her tongue into your mouth.

The coarseness of her tongue overwhelmed you as she explored your mouth. She ran over and under your teeth before finally meeting yours.

The sound of both your moans, breathless pants, and Catra's rumbling purrs distracted you from where her hand was going, that was until it found it's spot teasing the inside of your thighs.

You gasp as you feel her fingers, her claws now retracted, tracing shapes around your pussy.

She laughed and swiped her tongue over your bottom lip, "You think you can take it, beautiful~?" She teased with a smirk.

Your face flushed a bright red, a delicious mix of arousal and fear as you readied to let her have her way with you and nod your head.

She hummed happily and placed deep yet loving kisses on your lips before whispering into them, "Don't worry princess, I'll start off slow~"

As she spread your pussy lips you both let out a breathless moan.

She laughed and whispered close to you, "You're practically soaked down there, beautiful, in fact I bet I could just take my finger and--ooh~! There it is~!"

You moan her name sharply as she slips a single finger past your entrance. Your eyes screwed shut as you take in the feeling of having her inside you.

Her.

Catra.

Your broken moans continued as you took her lips in yours as you pleaded, "More~! P-please, Catra~! I want more, I want you to make me yours~! I want to be yours~!"

Her mischievous laugh rang throughout your room. She clearly enjoyed having you underneath her, begging her for some relief, begging her for such simple pleasures.

"More, huh~?" She teased as she gently slipped a second and third finger into you.

She could feel your walls clenching around her as you whimpered and moaned out her name and broken words and she has to push a bit harder in order to thrust her fingers into you.

"Shhh~" she cooed, her free hand messaging your outer right thigh, "Relax, beautiful, it's okay, it's okay~"

With her encouragement, you managed to relax yourself so your thighs weren't trying to shut around her hand, and let Catra do her thing.

Which quickly drove you insane.

As she thrust into your cunt with her fingers and curled them as she pulled out, hitting your g-spot with precision.

"Catra~! Oh, fuck~!" She watched you carefully as you got closer and closer to the edge. Your eyes wide open each time you moan her name, the way your thighs shook around her, and your walls continuously clenched and unclenched around her fingers.

"Fuck~! Fuck, Catra~! Please~! I'm so close, please~!"

She kissed the side of your cheek,

and began to slow down her movements before stopping completely and whispering in your ear, "Sorry princess, but you've waited so long for this moment, haven't you?"

She laughed quite sinisterly as she pulled out and brought her fingers to her lips and gently licked up your arousal that coated them. "Mmm, it would be such a shame to make it end so soon, princess~~"

"You...are...so...mean~!" You complained out of breath, left on the edge, yet you still couldn't help but smile because honestly how could you expect anything less from the queen of mischief?

She laughed and leaned down to kiss you sweetly, "But we both know you love it, don't you~?"

You rolled your eyes and smirked, your eyes still slightly dazed from arousal, "Unfortunately..."

"Mmm," she hummed and brought her fingers to your mouth and slipped each one in individually, "You taste so fucking good, princess, and you sound so pretty when you're coming undone for me~"

She nipped your earlobe, "I think you deserve something a bit better, something a bit rougher~" her eyes met yours with a mischievous glint that warned you she was up to something, "Would you like that princess?"

Your face remained flushed with a deep red, your chest heaving steadily, and your eyes filled with an unholy desire. "Y-yes...I would like that, k-kitten~"

With a proud smirk, she placed a heavy kiss on your lips and stood up, her tail swaying behind her as she walked, "I may not have some magic sword but I do have this~"

From a drawer she pulled out her old whip she had stolen from someone who you didn't care to remember, wrapped the rope around her clawed fingers and snapped it.

She carelessly let the cut rope fall to the floor so all that remained of the whip was about a foot long whip, and it's hilt.

You whimpered and looked at her unsurely which made her face soften as she got back down on the floor with you.

"Don't worry, princess, I would never hurt you-" she gave you a coy smirk and gently ran the rope down your shoulders, the valley of your breast, your stomach, and finally between your legs, "unless of course you're into that kind of thing~"

You blushed deeply, perhaps another day...

"but for now-" she ran the hilt across your inner thighs and said with an almost predatory edge, "I'm gonna need you to spread your legs wider, pretty girl~"

With your lip between your teeth you did as you were told. Spreading your legs wide to show off your previously stretched hole still aching to be filled again.

"Mmm, you look so sexy like this princess~" she purred as she held herself above you with a single hand and her knees on the floor. "All open and desperate for me to just---"

You moaned as Catra ran the hilt around your pussy, coating the tip in your arousal, and raised your hips.

"Nuh uh~" she teased as she took her hand holding her up and pinned your hips back down to the floor. "You're not allowed to do that, beautiful~"

She flicked the shaft against your clit multiple times and chuckled as you only got more turned on as you whimpered.

"C-catra~! Please~!" You looked at her with teary, desperate eyes, "Stop teasing me~! Please, kitten~! I-I need it so bad~! I need to be filled by you~!"

A cruel smirk stretched across her face as she pushed in the hilt an inch or two and slowly pulled out before pushing it back inside you a little deeper.

Moans fell from your lips in high pitches as you breathlessly called out her name. "Oh f-fuck, that feels so good~!"

She kept rocking the hilt in and out of your pussy deeper and deeper until your eyes were completely dazed and all that was immediately visible was her hand, and teasingly stayed still.

You groaned out your disapproval, "Catra if you edge me again I swear to fFUCK~~!!"

You screamed as she suddenly pulled out to the tip and then slammed the whole thing in you at once.

"Didn't quite catch that, princesses~!" She strained as your walls tightened around the hilt again, but she continued to pound into you hard and fast.

"Catra~~! C-catra, I- aAAH~!!!" Your eyes rolled back and your chest heaved as you came undone, a lewd squelching sound present as she continued fucking you.

You began to hear her purr and moan to herself, "Shit, I should've done this sooner, princess, but don't worry, I'm gonna make sure the wait was fucking worth it~!"

She continued until you were cumming a 2, 3, 4, and 5th time.

Her hand and hilt soaked in your juices, the carpet you were laying on was likely stained, and tears ran down your face that she carefully kissed away.

"Ooh, fuck, princess~! You're taking me so well, you're taking it so well, baby~!"

"Ha~! C-catra~!" You whined with your arms wrapped around her neck and your head nuzzles against hers. "aaaAAAhhh~!! Mmphf~! Ha~!"

She placed soft kisses on your cheek as she continued pounding into your sensitive, overworked pussy. "Good girl~! Good-fucking-girl~!!"

"C-catra~! I cant~! Please, please~! It's too much~! I-I cant~!"

She held the back of your head as she kissed you all over your face. "I know, princess, I know. Just one more time for me, beautiful, can you do that~? Can you do that for me, princess~?"

You nodded silently and wrapped your legs around her waist, and she flicked the new toy inside you as she thrusted in and out of you even faster, making you scream and moan for her as you came for the last time, at least for that night.

She let you ride out your 7th orgasm, slowing her movements gently as you wimpered and cried from the intense pleasure. "I'm gonna pull out now, princess, is that okay?"

You nodded against her, holding her tightly as though you feared she would disappear or leave you.

But she wouldn't, not in a long shot.

She discarded the claw made sex toy to the side and wrapped her arms around you, gently running her fingers through your hair and whispering words of love and encouragement in your ear.

"I'm so proud of you, princess, you did so good for me..." she placed more kisses on your cheek and rubbed your back, "just relax now, beautiful...that's it...just relax for me~"

After about 10 minutes she asked you, "Would you be okay if I put you on the bed, princess?"

Still rather wiped out you held her tighter and mumbled, "Only if you promise to stay..."

She laughed softly, "What are you talking about, princess?" She kissed the top of your head, "of course I'm gonna stay with you, I love you~"

She gently picked you up, pulled back your sheets, crawled into your bed with you, and pulled the blanket over you both. Without a thought you attached yourself back to her and rested your head on her chest.

You turned your head to kiss her neck softly, before laying back down on her and whispering just barley loud enough for her to hear, "I love you too, I always have~"

And with that said, you fell asleep to the sounds of her heartbeat and her purrs.

#catras witchy girlfriend #spop catra #catra #spop #shera and the princesses of power #lesbian nsft #nsft f/o #catra x reader lemon #catra x reader nsft #catra x reader #top!catra #top! f/o #spop x reader #spop nsft #lesbian nsft imagine #catra imagine #catra oneshot

[gabessquishytum]

Hairy Hob is a blessing I never thought I needed. And this is coming from someone who was kind of meh on the whole body hair thing in sex stuff, it's fine if it's in it, but not my thing usually. Imagine my surprise when I end up going feral, not for someone like the Corinthian who honestly should be more my type, I end up going absolutely bonkers for Hob Gadling. Hob Gadling this absolute Honda Civic of a man, I love him.

Scent kink too, but I digress. More to the point, for someone like Hob, I figured he might be a bit insecure about his body hair when he and Dream first get together. Maybe he noticed one time how much arm hair he has compared to Dream, who took off his coat for some reason. So, the day comes when they finally plan to do the do, and Hob spends the entire morning and afternoon shaving his entire body, cause waxing will hurt too much XD. And then it's time, they're making out. Deam starts to touch his body while kissing and is progressively becoming more confused the more he touches Hob. Until Dream loses patience and rips his shirt to shreds to see his bare chest. And the horror on Dream's face XD, you'd think someone died or something, immediately ripping off Hob's pants and underwear, and he's bare everywhere of course. Dream looked him over twice, even going so far as to make Hob present himself, ie bending over and spreading himself.

Hob's face is beet red, his face is like a tomato, doesn't understand what the fuss is, he thought Dream might like him like this. But the mounting rage on the Dreamlord's face says otherwise. Dream is livid, and I wonder how he'll punish Hob for this. huehuehuehuehuehuehueheuhehuehue

-Love Yan Anon <3

yeSSSS love that my Hairy Hob propaganda is spreading <3 it's funny bc Hob IS so my type it's almost ridiculous. I think body hair really is A Thing for me (on whatever gender) and I can't explain it BUT. I can attempt to spread the gospel about it heehee.

LOVE the idea of Hob being insecure though omg!!! He's really overthinking everything and he's noticed that Dream is very,,, smooth. He's got the tiniest bit of upper lip stubble but aside from that, he's pretty hairless! And Hob is like, "I'm connecting the dots. He was all weird in 1589, when I had facial hair. Obviously he hates body hair and stuff." And Matthew is probably there like "you haven't connected shit my dude" but Hob is already convinced.

And he's a lil sad because ugh, he has a lot of hair, it's kinda part of him?? Also it takes a long time to shave??? But he'd do anything for Dream so. He spends a good 3 hours meticulously making sure he's smooth, even his butthole doesn't escape, it's a fucking nightmare but. Worth it. For Dream.

And yeah Dream is pissed off, ok. He's finally got Hob naked after 600 fucking years of lustful yearning (including a solid half an hour staring at his chest hair in 1689) and he just doesn't get it. But he's incapable of having a normal conversation about it so he pulls a very squirmy (and slightly itchy, fucking shaving burn??? Oww!!) Hob over his lap and demands an explanation.

Hob is humiliated and embarrassingly turned on about it, and he explains his thought process and Dream is just like. "Oh wow. I'm in love with an idiot." Which is objectively not an ideal moment for a love declaration but does clear up a lot of Hob’s self esteem issues.

But Dream is still committed to punishing his lover for his grave sins against all that lovely sexy body hair. He spends a good hour or two smacking Hob’s poor arse (with particular focus on his hole, which is already stinging sooo badly) and his cock. All his shaving implements are immediately banished too, and it's for Dream to decide when he gets his face shaving privileges back. In fact, maybe Dream decides that Hob needs a little more supervision overall. And maybe Hob is unreasonably turned on by the fact that Dream is in charge of his outfit for each day, and his meals, and most importantly, his bedtime <3

#yan anon #the sandman #dreamling #nsft

[loyaltykask]

Chapter 24

@journeythroughjourneytothewest

WUKONG YOU ABSOLUTE ASSHOLE XD HE SO MEAN I LOVE IT

Wukong: You had a wild night didn't you Bajie: This is kosher being tied up!!

Even Wujing has to tease him there is no mercy for the middle child vibes

Precious

I like how they ask Wukong when they might be going there and they listen to him seriously. Like they know he is the strongest there and that he has been all around the world. Poor Sanzang being human has no idea when he could make it, whether in this lifetime or the next. But Wukong putting that tidbit of determination and will is actaully really sweet that he thinks Sanzang has a chance.

Haha Equal is Earth

Creepy fruit, however living to 47,000 is also kinda dope. Like that a fuck ton of years

These guys are just around Wukong's age. 1,212, and 1,200

These shits are like "But we Daoists and they Buddist why would we welcome them?" their teacher has to be like "Cause he a nice guy assholes now shut up and do it"

This guy is pretty generous but also what an ass. Oh sure, Sanzang gets 2 Fruits that like 94,000 years of life for his past life, TEN LIFETIMES AGO. And Wukong, Bajie, and Wujing getting nothing for being 'rowdy'

Even Wukong says this guy is full of himself which is saying SOMETHING from him.

Wukong has to pull a Sanzang life all over again and make sure no one eats his baby. These Fucking brats really are just as bad as they are in the Movies Not a single ounce of respect for Earth Even Wukong is behaving better than them

Wukong calls them FLIMFLAM

TARADIDDLE! BULL SHANK! THIS IS AN OLD MAN!

Also love that Sanzang is trying to change the subject else these two brats rile Wukong even more. Like Sanzang becoming a master of trying to dodge topics

I like how Sanzang is more worried that these brats are going to start some shit to rile Wukong up rather than Wukong actaully being riled up. Like he knows he talked to some brats but he can't change that XD just like customer server. I love that Sanzang just straight-up makes plans to fucking leave. Like "we can rest here but yeah lets gtfo" And now these boys are like "no please come in we were told to serve only you"

Bunch of two-faced assholes

Probs not even then, they represent hard Confucianism where Daoism and Buddhism are not meant to interact with one another and not even respect one another. Wukong is a legit representation of fighting that stereotype by being a symbol of both and achieving true immortality for it. Honestly, Sanzang refusing to believe those aren't real ass babies makes me wonder how fucking close to babies these fruits actaully looked liked. Like Sanzang the most gullible and naive of them all refuse to believe those are actaully ass babies XD That says something

I mean if I was eating something that looked too human I would also probs pass on it

This is honestly my favorite arc cause it is just such a 'boys will be boys' like the idea was Bajie's but he shared it with Wukong who was 100% on board, he didn't need an ounce of convincing, he just said "fuck yea, fuck those brats lets get that fruit, I'll do it myself" and then they just get Wujing his own too cause he just that good of a homie Like..... sometimes it's the stupid stuff you do together that makes it all the more memorable. Crimes committed together are enjoyed together.

WUJING WAS SO EXCITED HE WANTED TO TRY. WUKONG REALLY IS THE BEST BIG BRO HE GOT HIS HOMIE COVERED

I have to admit calling someone a baldhead is be fighting words indeed

Sanzang like: Hey even if they did commit the crime let's watch the fucking language

it's like breaking someone's sports car and being like "well we can at least say sorry, that should be enough" LIKE IF THAT IT SANZANG'S PHILOSOPHY NO WONDER HE LETS PEOPLE GET AWAY WITH SO MUCH SHIT DAMN And he still like: hmmm, doesn't sound like my boys

HE TRUSTS HIS BOYS He also got to love the homies for agreeing that snitches get stitches and that they should all lie together damnit

True brotherhood

#jttw #book club #journey to the west

[obey-me-mammon-lover69]

Totally see a mc that ranks the brother's based on their assess. What's each brother's reaction to being considered the best?

XD this was a super funny ask, I had it in my drafts for a bit trying to make it perfect so sorry for the slow work!

GN! MC

Warnings:  Fat asses, the word ass is used...a Lot

LUCIFER:

He knows his ass is fat, he just knows his ass is great. When you tell him his ranking at the top he just gives a smirk and says,  "Of course, I'm the first. What else do you expect?"  But inside he's so happy you find his ass to be nice.

MAMMON:

Blushes the brightest red ever, and starts stumbling over his words, probably falls over due to shock.  "H-How the hell can ya' say somethin' like that?!"  Starts wearing tighter jeans so you can see his ass more. Lords his #1 ass ranking over his brothers.

LEVIATHAN:

Levi.exe has crashed, please reboot. Blushes and fumbles around, runs away, faints, and screams into a pillow for 5 hours. This man can not deal, and immediately assumes your trying to make fun of him, thinks he has a very flat ass...he kinda does from sitting all the time.  "Stop making fun of me..."

ASMODEUS:

Strikes a pose and blows a kiss. He knows his ass is great and starts performing a fashion show to show you how nice his ass looks in literally everything, "Aww thank you MC! Come look at how my butt looks in this thong though!"  Is super happy MC likes his butt and thinks about it all night long.

SATAN:

Gives you an immediate, 'what the fuck face' and ignores you talking about the rankings before you reveal he's the top-ranked ass in the house. Smirks and uses annoys Lucifer with this fact and whispers,  "Mc thinks my butt is the best."  Into Luci's ear when he walks past. Is very grateful for MC giving him this ammo, but also very happy they think his ass looks nice.

BEELZEBUB:

Smiles a sweet smile and gives MC a bite of his food as a thank-you. His ass is hella fat, and he's oblivious to it, so when he's complimented on it and even ranked #1 above all his brothers he gets really happy.  "Thank you, Mc!"

BELPHEGOR:

Laughs at your ass-ranking idea, before realizing he's #1 and immediately turns into a smug cow. Uses this to prove to his brothers that he's MC's favourite.  "You're very lewd you know that right, MC?"  Inside he's very happy you've seemed to notice him in that manner, he won't shut up about it (much like Mammon).

#Mine #Obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me Lucifer #obey me Mammon #obey me Leviathan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me crack

[skeletonsfortea]

wow, has anyone ever told you you're great at writing?? your ideas are so cool!

if it's possible! could you create a fluffy blurb some time after Ending 3 with sans and y/n? i was kind of down earlier and wanted to see some hurt characters be not so hurt :) and if it could include some purring id bev really happy! but its okay if it doesn't, i just love purring!! thank you!

oh - and if i could also tell you a silly viewpoint I have on your character? I like to imagine sans as a feral abused stray cat that lives behind a house who lashes out in fear and hurts you whenever he thinks you're getting too close. but with a lottttt of work, and i mean a lot, he'll eventually stop scratching up your hand, realizing he's in a safe space, that he doesn't have to act so tough, and finally melt into the hug he's never let himself have. and well cats view their human as servants so it isn't too far off!

Haha your analogy isn't too far off ;)

And no problem! I hope your day gets better!

Allow me to share a secret-

Sans was never supposed to have any possibility of redemption ;) but when I was writing ending 3, he kinda just...wasn't an asshole? I was like "hey you're not supposed to do that-" but here we are XD

Anyway. Fluff-

Sans sighs, staring at his empty bottle. He's going to have to get more. He's already used a lot of his gold, though. He won't be able to afford it for much longer. Which is stupid. Really, what the hell does Grillby even need money for? His head snaps up when he hears a creak. You're coming down the stairs, and there's something in your expression that has him uncomfortable.

"The fuck's wrong with you?" He asks.

"Is Papyrus home?" You ask rather than answer. His smile twitches upwards. So you're dodging questions now? It's irritating, but he's not in the mood to punish you. He ignores that he hasn't been "in the mood" since what happened in the shed.

"Nope," he leans back into the couch. You release a watery sigh, and he tracks your movements as you shuffle over to the couch. You stop in front of him, hesitant, your breath shallow, and he raises a brow. "Something you've got to say?"

"I had a nightmare."

"That sucks. Want me to sing you a lullaby?"

Your expression doesn't change. "No." His smile twitches downwards.

"What, can't take a joke? Tell me what you want already." He hisses, noticing that you're shaking, just slightly.

"W-would you get up?"

He frowns. "Keep being vague, kid. I'm sure it'll help." He leans further back.

"Fine." You growl, "I-I'm..." rather than continue, you release a sob. Your shaking grows worse, a tremor running up your spine and through your shoulders. "I'm fucking...I'm just lonely."

"What was that?" He asks despite hearing you just fine.

"I need a fucking hug before I...please. I don't ask for much. I don't ask for anything. B-but I need this."

...for a moment, the silence lengthens.

A hug? From him?

...well, you would have asked Papyrus first, if he was here.

How long has it been since Sans has given a hug? At least three years. Maybe longer. He sighs and gets up. You flinch slightly, but he just spreads his arms.

"Well?"

You shudder, but move in. His soul starts humming immediately, worried over the proximity, but he does his best to ignore it. Your arms wrap around him, and he returns the hug after a moment. Your chin rests on his shoulder, your chest expanding against his.

His soul starts to calm.

Fuck.

Then it starts to buzz.

Don't you fucking dare. 

His bones rattle slightly as the buzz strengthens.

I'll fucking kill you.

As if to call his bluff, the buzz becomes a purr. Warmth flushes through his face.

Shit.

You freeze. "Uh..."

His arms tighten around you, "say a fucking word and we're going to the shed."

You go silent, and for a next couple of seconds, you both stand in silence.

Well, aside from his obnoxiously loud purring.

...the heat does not fade from his face.

#unlikely Y/N would ask but #they had a gnarly nightmare #touch starved much #fluff??? #vivid blood pale scars #vivid blood pale scars ask #no beta

[charmixpower]

Issue 3: The Boys from Red Fountain

STELLA WHAT THE FUCK GIRL

no hesitation, no mercy

How did Tecna not immediately kill him for this

Also the fact that Tecna is offended that Timmy didn't have a good pick up line for her

You're going to quickly realize that Tecna of the comics is a VERY different person than Tecna of the show

Everyone's face when Tecna didn't slap the shit out of him and actually helped him find the battery is amazing

The comics have removed Musa's pick me energy but they made her a worse I can fix him girl so it balances out

Also Riven hanging out outside because he's an introvert we love it

All Riven says to Muss is "hi" btw before going on with his business

Stella basically calls Riven an asshole, which is very funny because she continues to say, you should find someone else if you want to get anywhere

Which implies her problem isn't that he's an asshole, but that he's an emotionally unavailable asshole. Amazing

HELL YEAH WE ACTUALLY GET TO SEE PEOPLE TRYING TO ASSASSINATE SKY MAKING THE SWAP ACTUALLY TOLERABLE IN THIS VERSION

This is so adorable and YESSS an explanation for where Winx came from. We love love love it!!

I love that the comics tell you where the fuck trolls come from and live. One of my major questions from the show XD

Omg not Stella manipulating Musa's desire to have close friends right after they made a group name 😭😭 girlll whyyy

Sky, in a world where most of the girls he's around are magical "He'll have to take care of everything himself! It's not like Stella fought off a troll by herself" shut up Sky

Anyways I'm sorry I offended you" comics Sky is somehow worse than 4kids Sky

Which is actually kinda impressive, it gets worse from here

I love that the Trix have more minions than just Knut, adds flavor

Musa defending Stella's dumb decisions is so fucking weird when I'm so used to her always being the first to drag her filth

I wish more spells had a strong negative effect on the users. Like Bloom should not be able to summon god with no physical consequences, I do not care, she shouldn't be able too

It would also be a good way to get certain Winx out of the game and raise the stakes of a battle. They use a super powerful spell and now have a migraine. The tide of battle has changed but we're down a member. It's very cost benefit analysis

Stella is being stopped from transforming bc her ring is bent I love it

The comics made me so annoyed that the show brought up this idea and then ignored it for most of the first season!!! Like it's not all that interesting of a concept but the different ways Stella gets stuck is super interesting

Stella said I'd do it again and now they're beating her with pillows I love the comic girlies so much they're so silly with each other

#Winx club #Rus chatters #Rus liveblogs #Winx comics #Winx comic #long post

[teecupangel]

idk but omg ive been brainrotting over an asoiaf/game of thrones and ac crossover. like assassins striking fear in the hearts of the targaryen dynasty ever since maegor the cruel was found dead alone on the throne. i feel like things wouldve been better if someone just thought to unalive mad king aerys. but would that mean so many terrible lords suddenly getting assassinated and their decendants peer pressured to be decent rulers unless they meet the same fate dfkgjhgfj

Welp, it seems the tags are not working for me because I just spent 15ish minutes trying to find these. XD

Anyway…

Here’s a “Desmond sorta adopts Dany and Vis” idea.

Here’s a “Desmond turns into a White Dragon during HOTD” idea and the continuation.

So, for this one, we’re going for the Brotherhood exists in the ‘verse of asoiaf, right? In that scenario, we can make the Brotherhood become a more ‘honorable’ off-shoot of Faceless Men. We’ll probably need to change the backgrounds of the characters but this would be set as the main characters of AC doing what they do best (and I kinda like the idea that Ezio is the son of a minor house that got fucked over by the Lannisters during the war of the five kings).

I kinda like the idea of Altaïr being the one to kill King Aerys and becoming the mentor of Ezio, Desmond and Ratonhnhaké:ton.

Maybe their backstory would be that the Mad King managed to purge most of the Assassins and Altaïr was one of the few survivors so killing him had been both to protect Westeros and to avenge the death of his brothers while he was still young.

So this would be more in the lines of a man that’s suddenly thrust into becoming a mentor of men not that much older than him.

As I have written before, Ezio would be the son of a fallen minor house that got trampled on by the Lannister during the start of the War of the Five Kings.

I think Ratonhnhaké:ton can be part of the Green Men. 

While Desmond is a bastard of unknown origins who is actually also a survivor of the purge and found Altaïr after he had killed the Mad King. They were searching for other survivors of their Brotherhood when they saved Ezio and met Ratonhnhaké:ton who told them that he had dreamed of them. 

So, in this situation, their Brotherhood continued the ‘fight’ during the War of the Five Kings but there’s only four of them so they can’t assassinate fast enough to stop all the tragedy that happens.

But… 

The shadows they cast are slowly being heard by those who live.

Those being oppressed see them as hope.

And those who are in power… believe they will see their end soon.

But the longer they lived, the more lives they take, leaving behind a bloody feather as their ‘message’...

The more fear gripped those who remain.

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Unorganized Notes:

I focused on Westeros because the other asoiaf asks I got were Targayen focused XD

Ezio’s habit of being friendly with nobles/people in power returns and this time he thinks allying with the Starks is a good idea. Thankfully for him, Robb Stark is more honorable than Lorenzo de' Medici. Unfortunately for him, Robb Stark is more honorable than the other lords in Westeros. 

If you want Arya to be an Assassin, I would suggest Ratonhnhaké:ton being the one to find her. Your choice of when he finds her though.

Altaïr does not approve of Ezio becoming close with the Starks, only because the Brotherhood must remain in the shadows. This causes Ezio and Altaïr to butt heads that Desmond has to referee.

Desmond may or may not be a bastard of a high ranking noble. Who knows? 

If you want Haytham to stand against them, may I suggest… Haytham being the lord of House Birch. The rumors are he’s adopted and not a true Birch but no one would say that to his face. Shay is his knight. 

The other Assassins like Arno, Evie and Jacob? Uuummm… orphan children that Desmond sorta kinda adopted while Ratonhnhaké:ton was picking up a half-feral child and Altaïr was busy arguing with Ezio?

They all end up being Altaïr's responsibility XD

#when altaïr said he wants to rebuild the brotherhood #he didn’t mean you should adopt orphans desmond #ratonhnhaké:ton is still haytham’s son #they both just don’t know it #maybe ezio was born on the north? #maybe his family was close to the starks with talks of claudia marrying into house stark? #i feel like sanza would have a huge crush on ezio if that’s the setup though #ngl #this ask got away from me #sorry nonny #assassin's creed #desmond miles #altaïr ibn la'ahad #ezio auditore #ratonhnhaké:ton #connor kenway #ask and answer #teecup writes/has a plot #fic idea: assassin's creed #fic idea: asoiaf #fic idea: crossover #game of thrones #a song of ice and fire