#idk how we ended up here but

[astudyincontrasts]

Prompt idea….Viktor accidentally walks in on the reader having quickie sex with someone in the lab….👀👀👀…. But he can’t look away…. 👀👀👀……and while she’s with the other person, she accidentally says his name…. 😱

Oh nonny. You wicked thing. If you insist. This one’s for my beloved dirty little degenerate-pervy Viktor truthers. You know who you are @dad-dumpster @valaruakars and… oh yes, dare I say it even my precious sweet darling @arcanescribbles

Viktor POV - NSFW

TW: Voyerism, oral- f receiving, fingering, masturbation, slight angst, embarrassment, even more masturbation, peeping tom? More like peeping Viktor, is that a panty fetish I see? Oh my. MDNI

He realized too late that he should have recognized those sounds; the desperate soft huffing of heavy breath, the slickly wet noises, the stifled moans.

He’d been too wrapped up in his thoughts at first to hear them, or to put two and two together once he did.  Too involved in the research and books balanced up to his chin and mug of coffee wobbling precariously by its handle in the hook of his finger as he struggled along through the door at the back of the lab, leaning heavily on the cane tucked up under his armpit.

The hour was late, late enough Viktor was used to being the only one there, and the shock was significant as he surfaced from the distraction of his plans and rounded one of the large prototypes that littered the back of the lab.  Struck to a paralytic frozen stillness as he glanced up to find the pretty biochem assistant sat up upon a workbench, her shirt wide open and skirt hiked around her waist, with one of the many nameless tech engineers between the spread of her bare thighs, head buried under the rumpled hem of her skirt and her hand clutching desperately at his dark blonde hair.

Breath froze in his lungs and blood ran cold as ice in spite of the fire-hot flush he could feel flooding his face from the collar of his shirt right up to his ears.  Face burning, heart a clenched stone, all he could do was stand there, staring as the tech lifted his head and rose, clearly aiming for a kiss that missed its landing as the assistant’s head turned away and his mouth instead made due with mauling biting kisses along her throat as he pulled one cup of her bra down to pinch and tug at the pretty tautness of a nipple until she was keening and writhing in her seat.

“Dirty thing.  Like it rough, hm?  Little priss.”  The tech chastised as his hand closed over her upper arm and yanked the assistant off her seat upon the workbench only to bend her roughly over the desk immediately across from them.

Viktor reeled backward, ducking behind the prototype.  The books and coffee in his arms jostled and he frantically juggled them and his cane.  He ought to leave, ought to hurry back the way he’d come and immediately find somewhere else to be.  Forget what he’d accidentally seen and leave the two lovers in peace.  Seconds away from dropping everything and being found out, he managed to deposit the pile of books and the coffee on a small table, nearly knocking over an open tool kit.  He grabbed at it frantically before its contents could rattle and in a hot panic watched a ratchet handle go rolling toward the edge.

He snagged it mid-air and let out a silent sigh of relief. 

Behind him the moans had picked up volume again.  Wanton little noises tugging insistently at his attention until, in spite of himself, he’d set the ratchet down and was peeking out from around the edge of the prototype.  

She was bent forward over the desk, facing his hiding spot, and for a second he nearly jerked backward, sure she’d spot him.  But her eyes were closed, prettily flushed face upturned and mouth hungrily agape as she rocked against the desk, resting upon her forearms as the tech behind her busily - and from the sounds of it - viciously fucked her with his fingers, grinning down at her bare bottom.  His hand clenched the back of her skirt up as his other busied itself between the cleft of her sweet bottom and part of thighs, the slapping wet noises positively obscene.

It was filthy, gorgeous, exhilarating and mortifying.

The soft curve of her bare breast wobbled gently, that succulent flushed nipple practically dragging across the desktop as she arched her back into the attentions.  Eyebrows knit hard over eyes shut tight, lips glossed and opened enticingly into a lovely little ‘O’ of want.  She was so pretty, so undone.  That prim little assistant Viktor could never bring himself to start a conversation with, whom he’d watched with vague little stabs of jealousy as she easily conversed with Jayce or anyone else.  Her little tight smiles and witty asides, her keenly intelligent observations and the way her hair was constantly in a state of coming undone or falling out place in soft tendrils.  

It was fully undone now, as beautiful a mess as its owner.

The tightness in his groin was unbearable, tent pressed hard against the front of trousers as he watched in strangled silence as that lovely girl began to tremble, her fingers curling into fists upon the desk, nails scraping against the smooth, cold metal tabletop as she gasped and bucked.  Viktor found his own hand pressing to the aching constriction of his clothed cock.

Much like watching, the pressure felt both sickeningly painful and dizzyingly good.  He allowed himself one slow, palming stroke and practically had to stifle his own quiet moan.  And then…

“Ahhhnn!  Y-yes, mmn… Viktor!”

The world screeched to a halt.  Suddenly you could hear a pin drop in the spacious, open lab.

“...What did you just say?”

The tech’s question was coldly accusatory, and Viktor, who’d jerked himself wide-eyed back behind the bulwark safety of his hiding spot, thinking wildly that he’d been spotted at the sound of his name, found himself once again torn between fleeing the scene and the fact that he couldn’t seem to make his feet move.  She’d… she said his name.  But she hadn’t seen him, she couldn’t have.  Not with eyes shut tight.  That meant…

“Dex, I’m… I…”

Viktor chanced another hidden, one-eyed glance around the shield of his prototype to find the tech had pulled the poor girl upright and was glaring at her in undeniable disgust.

“You’re what?”  The tech prodded icily, and when instead of answering the girl just crossed her arms over her vulnerable bareness and stared guiltily at the desk she’d just been bent over, he took the liberty of filling in the blanks for her.

“You know, this whole time I was wondering why a such a stuck up, straight laced little slag like you was suddenly so willing and eager to mess around with someone like me when you normally can’t be buggered to even acknowledge anyone who hasn’t gone to your precious academy is even in the room.  Did you even know my name before tonight?  None of you lot got any respect for this crew.  We do all your dirty work, crawl into the guts of whatever new inventive way to die or lose a limb you’ve all come up with, and not a single one of you seems to know we’re anything more than another moving part of your machines.  Just faceless cogs.”

He snorted a laugh.

“Or I guess faceless cocks, huh?  Just a human toy for you-”

His tirade cut off with the sharp sound of a ringing slap.  The assistant he’d been berating stood there in stony silence, open palm still lifted, just daring him to try for a second out of her as he rubbed his stinging cheek.  For a breathless moment it looked as if he just might press on with his insulting tirade.  Instead he grabbed the discarded jacket of his uniform and left in a hot blooded huff, muttering under his breath and slamming the door on his way out.

Viktor sagged back against the prototype, eyes rolling to the ceiling in a mingling of gratitude and relief.  If it had escalated further, what would he have done?  A physical altercation might be beyond his scope, and usually the weight of his position of authority and sang-froid calm was more than enough to wield the command he needed in any given situation.  But confronting a man who’d just been called by his name in the heat of passion?  And with the obviousness of an erection still straining at the front of trousers?  

Nothing about that would have ended well.

As it was, he heard the girl heave a sigh of dismay followed by a soft snarl of utter frustration and the clatter of something on a table go flying with what was doubtless an angry smack.  Viktor was just about to resign himself to waiting until the coast was clear to finally sneak away when the next noise caught him off guard.

More of those soft moans, the quietly wet enticing sounds that had him peering back around to find her bent back over the desk, bare breast cupped in her own hand, fingers rolling and tugging nipple to stiffness once more and her other hand shoved down between her thighs as she finished what the tech had started.

“Ah, Viktor… nnh, please yes, please!”  She was going at it with a desperate, almost angry need, huffing stuttering breaths and savaging her lower lip between her teeth as she fell right back into the building crescendo that had been so unfortunately interrupted by her own indiscretion. 

Viktor grit teeth as he was pitched right back into another impossible choice.  What… what if he walked out there?  What if he walked up to her, tucked the fall of hair back behind one ear and slid his fingers down to replace her own.  What if he asked her to say his name like that again, for him.  Would she let him?  Let him feel how wet she’d got imagining him, while she wished another man’s touch had been his.  How would she squeeze around his fingers, his cock?

He could practically smell her arousal from here, what would it be like close up?  How did her skin taste, her mouth?  That sweet slick gloss dripping down her thighs?  How many times could he get her to say his name that way and what would it take until she was gasping it hoarsely, brokenly, begging.  Would she be prettily embarrassed if he went out there, or terrified and appalled?  

Her soft, needy little sighs of his name were driving him mad.  So hard that the ache in the tightness of his balls was all consuming, that all he wanted, no - needed- was to get himself out of his pants and, oh Janna, please, buried in her.

But he couldn’t.

Couldn’t do any of it.  If he went out there now, how could he possibly explain why he’d been watching for so long?  What he was even doing there or why he felt it was in any way appropriate to interrupt her… her… oh gods, she was so close to orgasm, he could hear it.  The way her breath picked up, the way she trembled upon the desk she leaned over, the quickening pace of the wet sounds of her fingers sliding in and out of herself.

And how she was pleading his name.  Like… like he was somehow the one who could offer her the release she was chasing.  Gods, it sounded so good.  She sounded so good.

If he pulled himself free from his trousers she was sure to hear the frantic way he needed to fuck his fist.  No way he could keep himself quiet, or at least quiet enough to keep himself hidden. Palm rubbed hard at his length as he sucked breath in near silent hisses through clenched teeth, thumb running the sensitive ridge of the head of his cock pressing through soft, straining fabric of his pants.  A sweetly hot spiral of weighted craving coiling taut in the pit of his belly, tensing hips, leaving lean muscle of stomach and thighs tensing to a slight tremble with the need to thrust.

How many fingers did she need?  Two dripping digits stuffed tightly into the clenching heat of herself, or three?  Watching her face as she lost herself was intensely arousing but the thought of seeing her from behind was destroying him.  The soft curve of her bottom, pretty, softly swollen, slick lips just peeking between the cleft of cheeks, her fingers shoved to the limit inside herself, wet just dripping from knuckles as she…

“Vik…ahn!  Viktor, pl please… yes, ah.  Fffuck!  Viktor!!”

One last little stifled shout of his name and she panted a stuttered, broken moan before falling still.  Viktor watched in desperate fascination as she sighed, gone boneless on the desk for a long moment.

Janna, to collapse against her; to kiss the heat of her flushed cheek or run hands over the little shivering tremble of hips, to soothe and help her catch her breath, to taste the little bead of sweat that ran down her temple and beside the tender curve of her ear to her throat.

She picked herself up off the desk as he watched, still gripping the aching stiffness of his cock through his clothes.  Watched her stand on weak legs and slowly redress herself, with a regretful, or perhaps it was resigned, look on her face.  Watched her rebutton her shirt and fix her hair as she wandered out of the lab, tugging at the back of her skirt.

Viktor waited until the door swung shut, waited a good three minutes at least after the sound of her footsteps had faded until he struggled out from his hiding place, the strain in his pants making walking more difficult than usual as he shuffled over to where she’d lain, stroked fingertips over the heat of her that still lingered, fading upon the metallic desktop.  There was a smudge of sticky wet on the edge of the desk where her damp fingertips had brushed it and he was just about to drag a finger over the faint gloss of moisture when something on the floor caught his eye.  

A tiny black crumple of lace.

Viktor bent painfully, stiffly, and snagged it, rising to let it hang from one finger as he regarded the discarded cloth in confusion for one second before the shape of it suddenly made sense.

Her panties.

She’d left her panties.

Long fingers curled tightly into a fist over the soft, lacy garment and a second later he had his pants open.  The fist clenching her panties braced upon the table as he frantically, desperately fucked into the tight grip of his other hand, mouth hung open as he rushed straight over the precipice of his release with a delirious surge that had him hunched over with a sharp jerk, a soundless long groan dying in the gape of his mouth as lungs convulsed.

It was both the most intense release he’d ever had and the least satisfying.  Over so quick, and nothing half as wonderful as all those delicious little fantasies he’d conjured watching her, listening to her.  Not nearly as good as she would have felt.  

Coughing slightly, struggling to catch his breath, Viktor righted himself.  Hissing softly at the tender ache of abused flesh left too long constricted and then fisted far too roughly with precious little lubrication, he put himself away.  

There was barely a half second of consideration for the panties in his grasp before he tucked them into his pocket.  He could have, and perhaps should have left them where he found them - but what then?  If the cleaning staff found them perhaps inconvenient questions might be asked.  If instead the next morning their work colleagues found them then even more inconvenient scandals might get bandied about, no doubt leading to her embarrassment if that jilted tech ever spoke up. 

As Viktor made his way slowly toward the door he’d come in from he briefly considered tucking the pretty, lacy things into the drawer of her desk.  It was a sweetly devious thought, to be sure; to watch her discover her underwear laid neatly in her desk and have to wonder who knew, who put them there.  Perhaps he could leave a clever little note beneath… no.  No.  Then she’d know, and no one could ever know that he’d just… just hid there and watched.  It surely didn’t matter how sweetly she’d moaned his name or begged for him, if she knew he’d seen everything and done nothing?  No, she’d hate him, find him repulsive. 

Viktor paused at the door, hand sliding into his pocket, the delicate lace brushing the tips of his fingers as he glanced behind himself.

No one could ever know.  

And those panties were coming home with him.

#viktor arcane #viktor pov #viktor fic #viktor arcane fic #arcane fic #viktor drabble #10/10 you know he didn't make it home before taking a sniff #idk how we ended up here but #i blame all of you #viktor x reader

[little-pondhead]

DP x DC Prompt

…

There are no more heroes.

Well, okay. Rewind a bit.

Danny has been doing the hero thing for a while now. He’s had a big reveal; everyone has accepted him (including his parents), the GIW disbanded, the Anti-Ecto acts repealed, and generally, everything is going great. Some of the A-Listers are even training as junior ghost hunters to help give him a break from his rogues! (Being Ghost King makes things hectic sometimes, and he just needs the extra help. Sue him!)

The point is, literally nothing is wrong with Danny Phantom’s afterlife.

And then Valerie Gray, the Red Huntress, disappears in front of his eyes.

Danny is baffled! She’s just…gone! Valerie just popped out of existence, like she was never there. But no matter how hard he searches in the Ghost Zone, he can’t find her soul anywhere. His core isn't broken in grief. So she’s not dead. Which is good. So then, where is she?

Some of the others come forward with ideas on how to find her. A few ghosts volunteer to go out into the mortal realm, an area Danny had declared off-limits, to see if she was out there. Danny approves it. He rounds up some of the friendlier (i.e., discreet) ghosts and Amity Parkers and demolishes the outside travel ban.

So everyone spreads out, looking for their dear frenemy and teammate. But it becomes apparent very quickly that something is wrong with the rest of the world.

There are no more heroes.

Every single living superhero on the face of the Earth has just…vanished. Villains are running amok; the countries are in chaos! Some aliens are invading Earth, mythical deities are trying to take over, and society is crumbling to the ground. Everything is on the brink of collapse.

Well, Danny was still there. And so were his people. They were pretty spread out, so could they just…take up the mantles? He also knew where to find the souls of dead heroes in the Zone; surely they wouldn't mind coming out of retirement for a little bit, especially if they couldn't die again. Oh! And that skeleton army leftover from Pariah Dark's reign might be useful in repelling those invading forces.

Honestly, there were more than enough hands to go around! And with the heroes gone, Danny didn't mind letting everyone out for a little break, as long as they followed his rules. They wouldn't stop the search for the other heroes, but hopefully, when they found them, the heroes wouldn't mind Danny's intervention too much. :)

In other words:

Someone fucks up, and all of Earth's living heroes are either wished out of existence or are whisked away to some far-off realm where Danny hasn't checked yet. In the attempt to figure out what's going on, Danny lets the dead run amok over the Earth as they search for clues. The skeleton army repels the invading armies, the souls of dead heroes deal with the world leaders, and his rogues and other Amity Parkers set up shop in place of famous heroes, trying to get the cities under control again.

Basically, they just do their best to keep everything from imploding until the Justice League and others are back.

(And why is it that Danny hasn't disappeared? Well, whatever caused everyone to go poof! only affected living heroes. Anyone heroes that were dead in the first place, or even just half-dead, stayed behind.)

#pondhead blurbs #danny phantom #dpxdc #reveal gone right au #ghost king au #for plot reasons #it doesn't count if the hero had died and then came back to life #lots of heroes would still be around then #but this is me pushing the halfa!jason todd narrative work with me here he deserves the fun #deadman is there too #and he's just thriving honestly. it's so nice to be around his own kind even if the world is ending #maybe ellie is whooshed away too cause she never technically died but she took up danny's moniker when he was crowned #vlad is ecstatic cause danny put him in charge of several states while they looked for clues including Wisconsin #skulker is replacing superman and just has a shitty S painted on his chest and just eats kryptonite like candy the first time he meets Lex #Kitty and Johnny take over in gotham and sam is now the new wonder woman #idk man just stupid stuff like this #the press is flabbergasted cause the fucking KING OF GHOSTS just showed up and he's 14 and just looking for some friends #Danny: hey guys sorry about the zombies and fire i'm just here to find my coworker and lil sister and maybe the other heroes #Danny: in the meantime i'll just let my army into the mortal realm to defend it while we figure out what's going on pls don't yell at us :) #the press: how do we explain this to the justice league when they come back. how do we explain that earth was saved by a 14 year old boy- #also idk which heroes are technically dead but are still kicking so if you feel like someone deserves liminal status slap it on them idc #some villains are trying for world dominance and some are just trying to find their buddies. their fight buds. where'd they go? :( #joker gets bitch slapped by a skeleton two days in and waylon becomes bffs with wulf #danny uses the watchtower as a base of operations and it's the only thing he doesn't want to give up when the heroes are back #i have no plot ideas beyond this #i just want everyone to be baffled that an army of the dead showed up while they were gone and just made sure everything stayed cool #later danny realizes he was technically the ruler of the world for a bit since his people were everywhere keeping the villains in check

[raplinenthusiasts]

💐 @cordiallyfuturedwight

{© namuspromised}

#kayla you’re my one and only soup snake forever #btsedit #btsgif #dailybts #dailybangtan #userbangtan #usersky #annietrack #userpat #tuserandi #uservans #userzaynab #useremmeline #heyryen #usermaggie #userkelli #*mine #bts #I wanted to use your favourite things here but idk how it ended up like this #I hope you have absolutely the best day and this next year is full of love and music and concerts 💛 #I LOVE YOU KAYLA IM SO GLAD I FOUND YOU HERE 💛💛💛 #I think I scheduled it to perfect time zone but if now then let’s just pretend #I even included tae! so it’s all your boys together! #some of them are little rough sorry for that #it’s supposed to give moving movie posters vibe #im best friends with clipping masks now #but me and magical wand? we hate each other

[beif0ngs]

LUFFY’S DREAM

Huh? Have I never mentioned this to any of you before...? I guess I only told Shanks, Ace and Sabo then.

#One Piece #opgraphics #Monkey D. Luffy #*mine #NOT ME CRYING THE MOMENT THEY STARTED PLAYING THE WE ARE SOUNDTRACK TO THIS SCENE 😭 #ok i'm sure many of us already suspect this more or less #that Luffy's aforementioned dream here is to hold a party of the biggest scale after finding the One Piece and becoming the Pirate King #especially with how almost every arc ends with a banquet/party #and everyone in the entire world is welcome #but i really do hope Oda has something less predictable up his sleeve #although i get that this is very in line with Luffy's character #and the party would hold more meaning to it than it simply being a party #but idk for all this suspense and build up to just lead to one gigantic party seems rather anticlimactic :/

[moniswifey]

because sometimes the music speaks the truth of my heart

#idk how we ended up here but #maybe its me maybe i fucked up and now the universe is punishing me #because i never thought wed end up here but at least your happy #and i love you enough for that to be enough even if its not with me #but shes the luckiest girl in this entire world i hope she knows that

[neverevan]

BUCKTOMMY + first day of my life by bright eyes (x)(x)

#i didn't plan on another b&w set but here we are #also this all started with me writing bucktommy so idk how we ended up here again smh #evan buckley #tommy kinard #bucktommy #911 #911 abc #911edit #bucktommyedit #buckedit #my stuff #my gif #edits*

[sleepyheadzzsstuff]

agents.

#spn fanart #supernatural #supernatural fanart #sam winchester #dean winchester #being obsessed over these two lately #idk how i end up having hyperfixation on spn in 2024 but here we are

[topaziraphale]

"Stop saying Crowley won't help Aziraphale in S3 he'd go back to him in a HEARTBEAT and nothing would stop him" I get it no one likes the idea of Crowley being bitter after what happened for a long period of time but like can we at least acknowledge that he's currently going through probably the most emotional pain in his life since falling? Can we agree that he's opened his heart entirely - something you couldn't pay him to do unless the world is literally ending and he's desperate - to Aziraphale, and got shot down? Can we understand that he did it AGAIN only to lose Aziraphale again? Not that what Aziraphale did isn't without Crowley's own shortcomings (hiding the truth of Heaven's cruelty from him) but like,,,,

The appeal here isn't Scorned Crowley Doesn't Love Aziraphale Anymore, or Never Wants To Help Him Again, the appeal here is Crowley learning enough self respect to not just walk back right to Aziraphale like nothing happened after Aziraphale has had a pattern of consistently refusing him. Going years ping-ponging between "We're not friends I don't even know him" to "That's what friends are for right?" and "We're friends, why would you even say anything?" and "Friends? We're not friends. We are an angel and a demon!"

Like I get it, Crowley is a heartbreakingly forgiving person. Of course he's gonna forgive Aziraphale, I'll be surprised if he didn't forgive him by the time he walked out the bookshop door, but gdi he could at least grant himself the luxury of being at least a little irritated for longer than however long it takes to make a globe and some books float and angrily cry out to God in his flat. But due to the change of pace and dynamic that is establishing part of the conflict for Season 3, I just really like the idea of him for ONCE prioritizing himself and being like "Okay, fine. We'll get back at it when you're ready, then," instead of just taking Aziraphale back like his words and actions meant nothing to him, when clearly they have an effect on him.

What is Aziraphale going to learn if Crowley just accepts what he did so quickly, like he always has the entire time they've been friends? Idk maybe I'm just projecting too much darkness on their dynamic but I mean, if the pattern of Aziraphale pushing Crowley away/disrespecting him one day and then being fine with his friendship the next + Crowley never stopping to be like "Hey, that's not cool, at least give me a little credit" or smth was fine all along and will continue to be fine in the future, then why, after 6,000 years of being friends and loving this demon, can Aziraphale still not accept that Crowley is just fine the way he is, and instead got excited to promote him to an angel in a heartbeat once the opportunity presented itself? You can't blame all of it on Heaven when Aziraphale has demonstrated his free will/defiance to Heaven so many times. Or, I don't know, I guess maybe we can? Maybe I'm just craving too much angst to the point where I'm letting it cloud my analysis of canon. Idk.

#derpy speaks #good omens #good omens 2 #no i dont think crowley is gonna ever hate aziraphale for what happened but he's allowed to be angry #he's allowed to be done with it all. he's allowed to be exhausted. just look at his face when he drives away. #meh. idk. but i dont know how i'll feel if crowley just INSTANTLY accepts aziraphale back in a situation involving #idk - ''hey help me stop the new apocalypse'' #at least. without like. SOME pushback? it can even be something small like ''are you SURE you want ME to help you? do you really need me?'' #doesnt have to be a straight refusal but i'd like SOME kind of action to show that crowley is putting his foot down for once #he deserves that self respect #do NOT reply saying that im insinuating that aziraphale is actively malicious or doing it on purpose. #everything he has done up until now is his own complicated response to all the trauma and guilt he's been through #but despite that crowley is STILL allowed to be upset... it's messy. i can write a whole paper about how this whole thing #is just unfortunate on both ends. again. we didnt get queerbaited we got communication baited 😭 #but help me out here. am i just too fandom-brained to have these expectations from the story? #is there something obvious im missing that is making me sound like a complete asshole here? do i need to get my head out of the gutter? #someone please explain it to me if so because whatever it is‚ i can't find it #not queued

[hexplaything]

its incredible how long it takes me to cum even with a fuckin wand

they/them . no intense comments unless we are mutuals please !!!

#please be sooooo soo nice i feel Vulnerable <3 #also try not to be so intense unless we are like pretty comfy mutuals and have been for a while pls! #like be normal abt it pls! compliments n suggestive comments are totally fine but like keep it in normal territory #idk how to title it so ???? i just put whatever #i wanted to listen to it once over before posting to make sure there aren't issues but. Im too shy and if i do i think i'll end up #chickening out so. here you go. be NICE. #putting it in the pic tag too cause idk it's Content #jester jingles

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

Those Beyond The Wall

sequel/companion to The Space Between Worlds, set a decade later

character-focused sci-fi set in an area divided in two, the rich protected city on one side and everyone else in the post-apocalyptic desert

follows a woman who works under the Emperor in Ashtown, keeping the peace

when mangled bodies start showing up with seemingly no murderer, she’s tasked with finding the cause, and finds out that it’s the result of corruption spanning both cities and multiple worlds

explores oppression and messy revolution, police violence and apartheid

bi & polyamorous MC

#Those Beyond The Wall #aroaessidhe 2024 reads #space between worlds sequel!!! honestly I’m not entirely sure how I feel about it….. In general I enjoyed it and I think it had #a lot of important things to say but also maybe highlighted some weaknesses(?) in both books? #or - I guess just the fact that the sff stuff (which skews a little more magicy here) is kinda small scope relative to its potential #and more there to serve the plot and characters. Which actually maybe is the point. idk- there's def mixed reviews lol #it has a messy unlikable MC (like actually - when half the weak ass reviews are saying the MC is annoying you know they are Actually a #complex character) and some interesting relationship dynamics #it is pretty solidly a sequel - I wouldnt read this without reading TSBW #cara does show up in here& tbh her characterisation felt quite different to me? unsure how I feel about that? but maybe it's the biased POV #also to be clear: polyam MC; not a polyam romance or anything #(there's - kinda a romance? or various feelings floating around and she 'ends up' with someone. feel like i would have liked that to end #more subtley but that's probably my personal taste lol) #man some of the 1 star reviews of this are kinda.....just racist though. can we get some measured critique in here #as I said i am not entirely sure how I feel about it but not quite in a way I can articulate.... idk! i think it's worth the read tho #it's maybe one of those revolutions that feels solved a little too easily in the end - but then also is it solved or is it just that the #narrative has to end at a certain point

[b33buzz]

I’m still working on Tallulah’s design but I love them both so I offer a sketch of their first meeting 🤲🏻

#mcyt #mcytblr #qsmp fanart #qsmp eggs #qsmp tallulah #qsmp sunny #qsmp eggs fanart #qsmp sunnysideup #holds them gently #I know they only met briefly but I’m already obsessed with their dynamic #I think canonically Tallulah is the smallest egg but in my heart Sunny is shorter than her LMAOO #Sunny gives such youngest sibling energy #anyways I’m in my qsmp brainrot era FRRRR #idk how I ended up back in the building again #but here we are

[gale-in-space]

“Narcissists will butter you up and shower you with compliments in order to lure you in so they can abuse you!!!” No, we heavily compliment people because that’s the kind of stuff we wish people would do to us. I gush over people and try to be specific with my compliments because it's how I want people to treat me. I desperately want to be seen and to feel loved and appreciated the way I try to make others feel. Why is this so hard to understand

#npd #the thing in quotes is stuff paraphrased from actual articles i've read btw #but here's the thing. we’re not evil masterminds #we are people who were not sufficiently loved or supported growing up #and so we are trying to make up for it now #idk what good recovery looks like because instead of putting effort towards trying to research effective treatments for npd #people will just shun us and be like ‘here’s how to spot and avoid narcissists’ #so i guess the best thing we CAN do is try to be vocal about our needs #even if other people think it’s annoying or attention-seeking or what have you #edit: i do want to clarify. i don't know that a steady flow of compliments or praise is a good thing #i don't KNOW if that's the answer to the colloquial 'narc crash' #because as i said: no one is putting any effort towards figuring out how to actually treat npd #i feel like an end goal for treating someone with npd would be to help them learn to live with some discomfort #and to develop ways of being self-sustaining so that a multitude of compliments and praise aren't necessary all the time #but that seems impossible at times because. again. can't emphasize this enough. no one wants to research how to treat npd #we're just kind of left to fend for ourselves #we're like opportunistic omnivores in a way #filling up on what we can when we can because we don't know if we'll always have the opportunity to refuel again #even if it is detrimental in the long run #okay i'm done now fr lol

[moeblob]

Deacon loves two things: Ymber and digging himself a grave.

Fulj hates one thing: Deacon.

#my characters #waiting on some info on the next commission so i indulged in ocs today bc i doubt i will have as much time for lil comics for a bit #deacon is so devoted hes like yeah i would kill for a deity that could easily kill anything himself but yknow teehee #and fulj just did you tell him you needed therapy also does he even know youd murder in his name #deacon caught red handed haha no of course i havent told him it should be obvious enough haha.... and its in his defense not his name :c #man really does have some issues but i love him so much and hes so devoted but like. unhealthily after a while #he does in fact need a chill pill and therapy but to be fair #ymber has needed therapy for centuries and yet he just bottles it all up and suffers so #its pretty unhealthy until they yell at each other one (1) time bc they are so insecure about things and get mad over very valid reasons #but then theyre like you know what that was necessary and i still want to stay by your side if you let me #and then fulj is like dude hey sorry you seem really happy did you fu- and ymber is like no please stop there we have not #fulj just squinting cause have not is very different than will not but whatever she doesnt wanna think about that with deacon involved ew #and eventually fulj is like hey ymber im sorry to say but i really do hate deacon and i dont even know why but he makes me uncomfortable #while deacon is just. in the room. hearing this and thinking how he knows she thinks hes weird but wow that wording hurts #and ymber doesnt wanna fill in memories better forgotten by fulj which she had forcefully removed #so he just says oh well his hair and clothing are black and you had someone in the past that you might see in him and its not a pleasant en #so you know maybe its that idk #and fulj is then WHATST i was rude to him for someone i cant even remember? lame im gonna try SO HARD to be nice to him now #and deacon just still sitting there with some food like this is v awkward and i wish i could not be here for it #and later he asks ymber about who he resembled and as ymber is descibing her it clicks in deacons head and he gets really sad #that he might somehow remind fulj of the woman she loved before she was punished for loving a mortal #and he feels kinda bad pestering her so much with his curiosities about deities and he kinda gets it #the fact hes close to ymber might remind her at the core that she was once that close with a mortal if not closer #anyway story time in the tags again #im so obsessed with these peeps and i have made them suffer so much but they do all end on a happy note #its still funny and nice to me that while fulj is creeped out by deacon and doesnt like talking to him #he still expresses the most emotions to her - he tries hard to remain serious around ymber and collected and obedient at all times #and when out and about with ymber he has to be intimidating and refuses smiling but fulj?? all sunshine and smiles and emotions easy to rea #and she is just that is so weird go away i hate you

[sylphwing]

hm. i do not like chilshi 🤔

#sylph.txt #everyone likes to joke abt how much of an epic divorce man chilchuck is #but i dont think he ever even refers to her as his ex-wife. i could b wrong bc it's been a while since i read it tho #idk a lot of his arc is him learning to b more open w others (which is essentially what ended his relationship) #and u can see how much he's grown in the chapter where senshi goes into his past #to me it would b a lot sweeter for him to take on these lessons and go back to her and make things work #it's been 4 years but he's remained loyal to her depite their issues. idk to me it rlly does feel like he still loves her he's just a fool #it's made p clear that he's a coward and that he's quick to run away so actually committing to her would b a nice way to wrap things up #we don't get to see much of his wife so i get y ppl r quick to put him w the only other man in the party #but like senshi knows abt his wife too like i do not think he's gnna b making any moves here bc he has morals lmao #(*only other older man in the party. laios doesn't qualify for old man yaoi to most chilshi likers) #(even tho chilchuck isn't old either but shh they don't care abt that) #when it comes to senshi the changeling chapter def helped him w understanding how old the rest of the party is #but he clearly still views them as significantly younger than him #i don't think he views chil as a child anymore but for the majority of their time together he did #and so going from that to in a relationship is uhh rlly weird to me! #senshi has always taken a sort of parental role upon himself #w him romance is no where as interesting as the platonic bonds he has w the rest of the party #similar to how romance is entirely unimportant to izutsumi in the succubus chapter #idk i def don't hate the pairing and there r some takes on it that i find funny #but for me i just don't see anything between them i think ppl just want an m/m ship to play with #that ao3 gap is only gnna get bigger lmao

[andr0nap-wf]

trying to explain parts of warframe lore and how that ties into my drifter and arthur doomed yaoi ship to my friends that dont know anything about warframe feels like this

#andro talks #they wanted to know more about misha #and i said sit down and strap the fuck up bestie we will be here a while #trying to summarize it was a nightmare #and then i had to explain how mr old man yaoi and his cunty old queen tie into the events of 1999 #because i also tried to explain what we know about arthur #cue me going on a tangent about how messy albrechts and loids relationship is #idk if they understood a word i said in the end

[wat-zu]

bada bing bada boom hits you with a broom aka your ocs

thx for letting me borrowing them grabs them in my pocket and gives them back to u

Pinkie by @mary-games-and-arts

Avion by @thedancingartist

Cross by @nzn43

Emerald blue by @applesaucify

Dorado by @toon-melody

Alvia by @flairya

#art-zu #Fanart #stickman oc #i skewed some colors for some characters cuz theyre either too saturated or too dark for me i hope yall dont mind #if you're wondering yes this is just me slapping blue for shading #pinkie was fun!! one of the pieces i was very satisfied in #avion is very dapper and one look at his outfit i was like 'i HAVE to make that shit flow like a cape' #cross my silly lil beloved <33 honest to god love the already muted skin color they have i barely have to tweak it #one look at emerald blue i went omg i need this guy to flap is hands or smth also one of the pieces im satisfied with makes them pop in a #more child-like manner #idk i just love how they end up #sorry if the characterization for dorado is far off i just thought theyd rock a gordon ramsey vibe #also sorry for giving ur character ass i didnt really mean to but here we are #Alvia is very pretty!!!!! love the hair but idk how it works so i hope you dont mind the wonky way it looks sdfSXDFGHJ #also sorry for not adding clothes to them i was at my limit ASDFGH #thank you for indulging me <333