#it's somewhere on my blog i swear

[macchitea]

sig and moon :)

#rain world #rain world spoilers #no significant harassment #looks to the moon #rw #rw fanart #my brain had me in a vice grip and would not let go until i offered it rw fanart fsjfhsdf #i finally have a bit more time to be Not Stressed abt college!!! maybe ill be able to finish my rw wips after all aaaaa #also sorry i turned into a rain world blog overnight FHLSAKDFJDF #the kirby brainrot is still somewhere in there i swear #macchiart

[hychlorions]

klavier and ema??? Which way im geniuenly curious

i think klavier used to have a huge crush on ema when they were younger and i think ema hated his guts bc phoenix wright. disbarment. rfta. you get the gist. and i think beyond that ema would never be attracted to him because while i am undecided on hcs for her sexuality her preference in men (if she were attracted to them) is obviously more like edgeworth and i doubt klavier would be the tastebreaker for that

#ask #phantommarigold #and i think if (or when. it's a when for me) she gets over her distaste for klavier #and realizes they have a lot more in common than she initially thought then he;d be her and kay's thirdwheel baby #and then they all find out together that she was klavier's first big life-affecting crush #i swear i made a comic abt that it's somewhere in my blog

[imminent-danger-came]

Azure's complete breakdown over the course of the s4 special is just like. Woof. Go girl, destroy the universe because you were a little gay for Monkey King! Then die from the power you couldn't claim as your own burning you from the inside out! Fail to make the world better and barely manage to fix what you broke!!! Die crying with a bitter-sweet smile as you disintegrate!!!!! Give us it all!!!!

#another interpretation of Azure's relationship with Monkey King is like that one quote #''Losing faith in your parents is like losing your religion'' or something along those lines #I should find the post it's on my blog somewhere #''To think I once called you King!'' FULL ON MELTDOWN #Like I SWEAR MK is going to have a similar revalation #Like. Why Wukong isn't a ''good guy'' or ''bad guy'' but just a guy. you know? #lmk #lego monkie kid #lmk rant #lmk azure lion #genuinely love Azure SOOOOOOO much

[bratprivilege]

I am like literally begging the Internet to write image descriptions at this point

#sometimes I swear when a fandom gets an ID blog the individuals who had been writing their own just stop #just assuming the ID blog will pick up the slack so they don’t really need to worry about it anymore #how many times do we have to say an ID on the original post is 1 million times better #than going dumpster diving in the notes of every single mystery image on the dash with little to no context #hoping for the off chance that somebody somewhere has actually written one in a reblog #I see descriptions way more often than I did 10 years ago but still not nearly often enough #and I feel like the number of descriptions I see on my own dash has dropped significantly while I was gone #during those several months where I straight up couldn’t use Tumblr because they broke any excuse for accessibility on the app #don’t know if people just went ‘hey that one blind person I know is gone so I probably don’t need to bother with this anymore’ or what #but my dash is once again flooded with images that mean nothing to me and I seriously need to do a big unfollowing

[ann-beth]

If you fall asleep in the evenings, you may softly hear the world.

#aka i dreamt up a whole poem that i believe actually references a bunch of tumblr posts about love. #my art #have some sleepy words. #...also i swear i had another poem posted somewhere in this blog. i cannot remember the tag tho #my poems.

[innielove]

i looove being a wizard🫶🏻

#im making a new piwon blog theme rn and i wanted to use this pic but idk where #but now that i messed around so much with the coloring i will HAVE to use it somewhere lmao #also look at my son he's so handsome 🥹🫶🏻 #anyway. support piwon ✌🏻 #(i swear one day i will make skz content too i swearrrr sjdkdkd) #shut up vivien no one cares

[meatcatt]

Come on, dont by shy, drop the potatoe shams

GUYS GUYS I LEARNED TO DRAW BALD SHAMURA!! POWER UNLOCKED!!!

#my art #meat talks #cult of the lamb #shamura #I SWEAR I COULDNT BEFORE #I HAVE ART OF ME TRYING SOMEWHERE ON MY BLOG #I HAVE POWER NOW

[eliias-bouchard]

TRICK OR TREAT!!

oohohohoho you come to my blog dot com.... and ask me for a trick or a treat..... well well well..... i shall bestow upon you....

[id; a pile of small candy bars. /end id]

A TREAT!!!!!!! grab a handful i have many of these that need removing from my blog. theyre everywhere

#answered asks #i swear i had a mutuals tag lying around here somewhere #trick or treats on my blog #described

[spiderr-cakezzz]

YAAYYY♡♡♡  KITTYCORN APPROVED !!! ♡♡♡ ! /VPOS

#WEEPING RN.... /POS ♡♡♡ #JUMPING UP AN DOWN AND TWIRLING MY HAIR /VPOS ♡♡ #ALSO THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO LIKED THE XENOGENDERS I MADE !!! #I HAVEN'T GOTTEN THIS MUCH ATTENTION IN A *WHILE* <333 ♡♡ #I Swear I'm putting this somewhere on my blog in a plaque JPG . <333 #♡♡♡ #me rambling #me rambling in tags #♡♡ #fave

[thetomorrowshow]

tiger

empires superpowers au masterlist

this is a dark one sorry :( it hearkens back to the heavy angst of the main fic, so do what you will with that. i've put the entire fic under the cut just bc i'm a bit more nervous about this kind of thing atm.

cw: dehumanization, food, abuse, starvation tactics, treatment of a human as an animal (typical of the main fic)

this story takes place during jimmy's captivity.

~

The first time it happens, Jimmy’s still new to this whole thing.

He’s being good. He’s quietly kneeling under the table, his head pounding and a bad taste in his mouth. He’d been in the observation room for the past however-long, and even though he hates this meeting room, it’s nice to have a change of scenery.

Xornoth is there, of course, not touching him but instead eating something—dinner, probably, from the smell. Jimmy hates it when Xornoth eats in front of him. They know exactly what they’re doing, they know how little he’s fed. But he doesn’t say anything. He hasn’t spoken in so long, he’s not even sure he’d remember how.

He doesn’t need to speak, though, as his body takes care of that for him. It’s some type of steak or something, he can tell, and the smell of it is so mouthwatering that his stomach can’t help but cry out in a desperate attempt to get its owner’s attention. It gets more than just Jimmy’s attention, though.

Xornoth stills, looks down at him. Jimmy keeps his eyes on the ground, cheeks burning. He’s going to be in trouble now, isn’t he? It seems like everything he does is a death sentence these days. What’s it going to be today? The whip? The tentacles? Just a good old punch to the jaw?

Xornoth, however, doesn’t even seem all that perturbed. Their smile turns vicious and they dab at their blackened lips with a napkin before speaking.

“Are you wanting to be fed?”

He doesn’t nod. He won’t give his captor the satisfaction. Xornoth only sighs, then with one gloved hand, plucks a bite-sized piece of steak from their plate. They wave it slowly in front of Jimmy.

And Jimmy really wants that steak. He’s not sure how long he’s been here—he was kidnapped in August, he knows October has passed, too long too long too long—but the best thing that he’s eaten in all those months has been an orange. He’s mostly been surviving off of peanut butter sandwiches with the occasional bruised apple thrown in. Perfectly cooked and seasoned steak, tantalizingly held in front of him, ready for him to take? It’s the first glimpse of proper food after forty years of manna.

“Beg for it,” Xornoth tells him, and all his hope flies out the window.

He’s not going to beg. He hasn’t sunk that low. He’s not going to die of starvation, so he’s fine with what he’s got. He gives a little shake of his head, turns his eyes to the floor.

Luckily, Xornoth doesn’t argue. They tsk, but turn back to their meal.

He doesn’t really have anything to be angry about (he has lots to be angry about, he reminds himself, he can’t forget that), but it irks him anyways. He’d somehow held onto the hope that even through refusal, Xornoth would allow him at least a taste of the food.

But soon enough, Xornoth is done, knife and fork clinking against the plate as they set them down. They pat Jimmy on the head one more time, then rise and leave the room.

That’s usually when a handful of guards arrive to unchain him and take him back to his cell, but as Jimmy waits, nothing happens. After hours of kneeling on the floor alone, he finally dares to move, shifting his legs so that he can stretch out a little bit.

Xornoth doesn’t return.

Xornoth doesn’t return for a long time.

-

When they’re back, Jimmy’s started shaking so badly he can’t make himself stop. He hasn’t had food or water in too long—his internal clock is so screwed that it could have been one day or three and he wouldn’t have any clue—but it’s too long and he can hardly see straight.

Xornoth doesn’t acknowledge it, just sits in their chair and works quietly, not even petting Jimmy’s hair. Not that he doesn’t appreciate the lack of the awful touch, but it’s as if Xornoth hasn’t taken any notice of his condition and he needs food. Xornoth is his best chance at getting it and they won’t even look at him.

Time is hazy in its passing, so Jimmy’s not sure how long it’s been before someone brings in a meal for Xornoth. It smells sickeningly heavenly, entirely indiscernible but desirable, and Jimmy can’t help that his dry mouth attempts to produce saliva. He hates this. He just wants to go home.

There’s a couple of minutes of the sound of silverware against a plate, then there’s a hand in his face. A hand with, pinched between its fingers, a chunk of seasoned potato.

“So hungry, aren’t you?” Xornoth murmurs. “Beg for it, pet.”

Jimmy’s cheeks burn. This is another one of their games, isn’t it? Starve him until he can’t help but obey. He hates it. He hates Xornoth, he hates everything about this place. He doesn’t want to. He doesn’t want to!

His body is starving, though. He needs to try and get his strength up. He can cause accidents on purpose, now. He can escape. When he’s out of here, this moment of humiliation will be buried and forgotten.

Slowly, haltingly, he bows his head, further and further until he’s almost lying prostrate. He nudges his nose up against Xornoth’s boot, hoping to convey his . . . submission, he supposes, as bad a taste as the word leaves in his mouth.

A click of their tongue. “Come now, darling. Beg.”

He can’t talk. Xornoth knows he can’t talk. 

It’s even more mortifying than anything else so far, but Jimmy is desperate for food. He needs something, anything. He can feel that he’s going to collapse soon. He just has to survive, and survive by any means necessary.

He can’t speak, but he lets out a whine. He whines, nudges at Xornoth’s leg, gives them the most pleading look he can muster without vomiting out of disgust.

Xornoth smiles, a cruel, sharp thing. “Close, pet. We’ll work on it. Here.”

With that, they drop the chunk of potato on the floor.

It could be a trick. He could go to eat it, only to have his fingers stomped on. But he’s just too hungry to care.

He scoops it up with both hands, fingers shaking too badly to properly pick it up, and, with one more glance at Xornoth, shoves it into his mouth.

It’s so very salty that he nearly chokes, but it’s too good to lose—the rest of the seasonings are so good they make his stomach turn, he’s so hungry, so he swallows it quickly without savoring to try and fill that hole in his stomach a little bit quicker.

Then he waits, licking his lips to catch any last vestiges of flavor, to see if Xornoth will offer him any more.

They drop a small piece of pork eventually, which Jimmy again grabs and shoves into his mouth. He freezes, mid-chewing, as Xornoth takes his hands and examines his fingers. Their face settles into a frown.

“We’ll work on that, as well,” they say, dropping his hands. “In the future, you are to only pick up the food I give you with your mouth.”

Well, if that isn’t just the cherry on top?

There’s nothing he can do to change their mind, though. He’s here to survive, not to be comfortable.

He needs to get out of here, and soon. He’s not sure how long he’ll be able to take eating food off the floor like an animal.

Hopefully, he’ll be out before it comes to that.

-

Graceffa finds it strange, they can tell.

Xornoth cuts the gristle from their meat, holds it at their lap. Their pet eats it from their fingers, lips brushing their gloved hand briefly.

He’s becoming so well trained.

“Why do you do that?” Graceffa asks suddenly. “I mean, it’s kinky, but I thought he wasn’t part of that?”

They don’t answer immediately, taking a moment to wipe the grease from their leather glove onto their pet’s cheek. “Tell me, Graceffa, have you ever known anyone who privately owns a tiger?” they ask once their glove is clean.

Graceffa nods.

“Those owners often use the dangerous beasts as a spectacle,” Xornoth continues, still gazing down at their pet. “They swim with them, hand-feed them, beat them—all to show that they’ve become master of one of the most formidable animals in the world.”

Their little bird isn’t listening—or if he is, he isn’t comprehending. The look in his eyes is far away, his fingers fidgeting with the hem of his shorts.

“Pet,” they say softly, and their pet’s attention snaps to them. They jerk their head to the side. “Beg our guest for scraps.”

He nods and crawls under the table until he reaches Graceffa’s leg, nudges against his knee. “Please, sir,” he rasps, voice almost a whisper. “May I have your scraps?”

Graceffa meets their eyes, lips spreading into a slow smile. “I see,” he says lowly, picking a string of fat from the pork on his plate. Under the table, their pet licks it from his fingers, swallowing without even chewing first. He starts to shuffle back, only for Xornoth to kick him sharply in the bony thigh. Their pet cowers.

“Thank him,” they admonish. Their pet swallows several more times.

“Thank you, sir,” he manages. Graceffa laughs shrilly; their pet starts at the sound and scoots back toward Xornoth, pressing himself close to their legs.

Coming back to them for comfort and safety. Exactly as they want it.

Their hand comes to rest in his hair, and they feel him relax slightly under their touch. Graceffa continues speaking, but they don’t pay much attention. They have plans for their pet after this.

There will be blood on this table tonight.

#empires smp #esmp #empires smp fanfic #jimmy solidarity #empires superpowers au #esh au #mas writes #for the first time ever i feel kinda nervous about maintagging #i have a strict always maintag rule #mostly for filtering on my own blog #or so my followers not interested in x smp or x character can block the tag and properly block my stuff #but with all the twitter drama atm. idk i feel a bit cautious #if this is the first fic you've seen from me: hi! #this au atm is mostly about superpowered flower husbands as they recover from trauma #this part in particular is just a brief flashback in time to jimmy's abuse #if you want one of my more palatable series i can recommend 'trust au' or 'hubris killed the god' #or just about any of my standalone one-shots are fairly chill #i tag all my writing with 'mas writes' if you're interested in something not. this. #anyway to my usual readers: sorry abt this one besties. i SWEAR there's fluffy ones in there somewhere #lmk what you think! #love you guys

[sleepykas]

Did

Did I post the sick fic??

Did I forget to post the sick fic???

#//kasshutup #i swear to god i posted it #what the hell #either i licid dreamed it or lost it somewhere in the posting process cause it is not on my blog #god. damnit.

[monsieur-neuvillette]

To mod - please sleep. You need to rest

( IFUFYCHVUGU I feel like Neuvi getting scolded for staying up late )

( I have a pretty shotty sleep schedule so literally the reason I’m posting right now is cause I keep falling asleep and then waking up again (I think I just had a moment where a really old dream began again but Fremi and Tighnari were there???? Also I had a dream where I hit post limit???????) )

(Ramble moment over: Dw about me, I am getting my honk shoo’s between random wake-ups )

#ooc #Although the fact is is that its also beginning to approach morning and man I’m tuckered out sigugfjgnhn #sleep schedule is a 2/5 stars I get sleep but stupid body is well stupid #I have to go somewhere in like an hour too and I’ll disappear for awhile bUT I CANT SNORK MIMIMIMI THERE :’( #I swear I feel like Itto typing how I am typing #I need to finish his blog *laughs nervously as ittos blog slowly raises a hammer over my head* I’ll get to it eventually #(Plot twist IT IS MORNING. ITS LIKE 8:30 AM

[ingo-appreciation]

Hm... what about Electric or Ice?

Hehehehe you fool! You’ve activated my trap card! Electric types are my favorite! Love the sparky sparky boom boom bitches!

Mareep

Manectric

Eelektross

Boltund

Joltik

Vikavolt

For legendaries it’d be

Zekrom

Raikou

Tapu Koko

I’ll probably reblog this and answer the ice question as well! Why not, I’m having fun!

#not ingo #ask game #this one was haaaard I love way too many electric types #i say mareep but like honestly I love the entire mareep line they’re all adorable and good eclectic types #every day I think about my amphiros named Jolene and think how solid of a name choice that was #i used to not like manectric and only like elektrike but after a while the blue and kind of geometric shapes grew on me! #no shocker that the ingo blog also likes eelektross but like. this thing is a monster. i love it. the spiritomb of our generation #BUT ALSO WHY DOES IT LOOK LIKE THAT IN SKY BATTLES #i had a boltund on my swsh nuzlocke named rin and she was a solid partner and her death is entirely why I hate pinchurchin now #joltik I Also used to not like but cmon!! they’re just little dudes. little guys who jiggle #vikavolt just looks cool as fuck and was one of the first alolan Pokémon I ever saw and YES go off queen #for the legendaries zekrom is probably my favorite legendary behind giratina #doesn’t help that white has a special place in my heart #raikou is also here for colosseum nostalgia purposes #i don’t even know if tapu koko is fully considered a legendary??? i swear I read somewhere that it’s like sub legendary which is different #anyway. wife pointed at it once and went That’s You and I went yeah #tapu koko is another piece of my gender

[fundy-chow]

OH MY GOD IT’S MY BLOG’S ONE MONTH ANNIVERSARY AND I DIDN’T NOTICE

I’VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING WITH THESE GUYS FOR A MONTH, DEPENDING ON WHICH BLOG WE’RE TALKING ABOUT

#ooc #I SWEAR I HAD A MILESTONES TAG SOMEWHERE #*DIGS THROUGH MY BLOG* WHERE DID IT GO

[bookofmac]

I needed to refine some of my anger so I felt the need to rewatch this video. I NEED people to watch this video. Lex Watson is such an important figure in Australian Queer history and I think more people should watch this video from 1976 (the date on the title card is wrong this video is pre '78 mardi gras) to compare and contrast to how things are today

CW for homophobia and general australian bigotry.

#auspol #ask to tag #lex watson #i swear i had this video somewhere on my blog but i cant find it so here so it is again i guess #Youtube

[worldhell-archiving]

♛ WORLDHELL ━━━━ laws.

INTERACTION.

mutuals only. I don't follow minor muns because I am in my mid twenties. if I follow you it means I want to write, so come kick my ass if I have yet to send anything to you. I am open to starter calls (from however long back), inbox memes (from however long back + at random), and plotting (just hit me up for my discord or over IMs whichever you prefer!). I write with crossover characters (though I may be selective) and original muses (lets make them canon now bby). basic etiquette applies. mun doesn't equal muse.

ACTIVITY.

I work a full time job and have a lot of adult responsibilities to attend to, so my activity can be sporadic. I try check dash as often as I can. my timezone is also GMT+8 so I am usually more active when people aren't online. I can take a hot second to get back to people ooc just because I am both nervous or my social battery is drained from rl.

MUSES.

I am prone to add a lot of muses. and I do often forget to write up their bios. as I go along building them I usually try and add information to their pages. I write my canon muses here and my original muse on a separate single blog (on that note: don't feel pressured to follow that blog because you follow me here. I am p happy just plodding along on that blog and vibing in my area if ocs aren't your thing) please do specify muse in comments for starter calls or when you send things to my inbox. not specifying = I give you floch by default as punishment.

PLOTTING AND THREADS.

I try not to drop any threads and will respond to them all even if it's been awhile. never feel pressured to respond back if it has been too long, but I will try my best to always write back. I have no cap for threads, and I am so happy to leave anything if we lose the vibe for it! it will always be etched into my character's canon even if the thread isn't complete. I wing a lot of threads to see what my character does, but I am also open to plotting scenarios and bonds! I struggle to put my thoughts down so bear with me on that, or I just ramble and scream random things.

SHIPPING.

I am always very receptive to the idea of shipping. that doesn't specifically mean romantic either, because there's so many different kinds of bonds. romantic shipping I do enjoy if our characters mix - I also like the entire build, which means it's not always just soft and fluff, because we as humans we be build different. and often it's not about saying I love you, but showing it in characters own unique ways. I won't ship anything romantic with vets and 104th etc. don't force ship. even if our muses are interested in each other in canon I prefer to build towards that (this won't apply so much to characters who are married in canon). that being said please feel free to reach out! I am super friendly and happy to see if our muses end up vibing. shipping with ocs is the same. if our muses are vibing that way then absolutely open to discussing! I don't consider flirting forced shipping, or someone having a one-sided crush. as long as the mun themselves aren't trying to force something with that, then I actually have a lot of fun with that kind of dynamic!

DARK THEMES & NSFW.

the series is full of dark themes ranging from war, violence, gore, death, abuse, mental health, etc. and they won't be ignored. I do my best to tag the heavier content. things I won't touch are incest, noncon, etc. you know the drill. NSFW content is written given all my current muses are of age (if I add minor characters, this definitely does not apply to them) and found on my sideblog listed in my pinned post.

DRAMA.

I'm not going into heavy details but I just won't have that behaviour on my dash. what people write vs. their actual beliefs, the best fictional works in our current day have so much cancellable shit that if you condemn an rper then I better see you going after actors and authors too; but also if you do that then you can't tell the difference between fiction and reality and that worries me more then what people decide to write. people have triggers and content they don't want to see and that's so damn valid yes! use the block button and blocklist those tags because you also deserve to feel comfortable. you don't have to see that kind of media, so don't try and hunt for it. on that note, 2% of people will be weird, but its not the majority in the slightest, assess them vibes and keep yourself well. if mun is genuinely sus, block! block! its on sight.

FOLLOWING / UNFOLLOWING.

if we haven't interacted over a decent period of time I usually do a little blog sweep to keep my dash for my rp partners - I am also not strict about this because I do know we have lives outside rp, and often make a little post before I do anything. I usually base my follows of who my mutuals interact with and if the mun seems chill. again if you are someone that vague posts or starts drama then I don't follow / I unfollow.

I swear I am so friendly even though I am so spacey at the best of times. I appreciate you all very much <3 if you need or want anything / or even just need to discuss something with me, once again come fly kick me. as long as we act like adults and use basic decency, let us vibe c:

#blog rules. #༊*·˚ ooc. ◞ ― mun speaks *ೃ༄ #(I realised. I never made rules. I SWEAR I DID - MAYBE I FORGOT ABOUT THEM SOMEWHERE ) #( so made this to link to my pinned post fdskjh ) #( ignore me )